I had been harder on her than I had realized, and there was some risk in offering her an easy way out. But if she stayed through this and came back fo...r more next week, I knew I would have an obedient partner for the rest of the quarter.She was silent."OK then, prop yourself up on your elbows." She did and I went back to the end of the bed and pointed the camera at her. She turned her head away just before I snapped the shutter. The photo came out, and I set it on the dresser to develop. "Pull. Ms Green's section had mostly more advanced students and would probably move a little faster and cover some additional things she would not be able to get to.I had felt a little, maybe not really bored, but more just held back somewhat. I told her I liked her as a teacher but if I could I thought I probably would enjoy the other section. She said she certainly didn't mind although she did enjoy having a student like me. She arranged that on Monday I would go to Ms Green's class instead. It met. My Angie was suddenlybuilt like a brick shithouse! I felt like a fucking thirteen-year-oldschoolboy, in the bathroom with his pervert friends, discussing therelative merits of the girls in class. There was more. She also had hipsand ass like nobody's business. I didn't remember that tiny waist,either. I tentatively reached out with trembling hand to finger thatsmooth, shiny python top - and felt the reassuring hardness of verticalsteel boning underneath. I knew without looking, her back would. Just as the doors were beginning to close a hand shot between the doors and a thirtyish blonde slipped on board, pressed the button for her floor and turned to face Amy Jo, giving the twenty three year old a quick once over. The blonde was dressed in a dark blue woman's business suit, accompanied by tasteful black pumps and a white silk blouse. She would have been considered pretty, except for the fact that she had a hard edge about her, that being her blonde hair was short and pulled harshly.