I slowly bent down to her lips and planted a kiss, but there was no reaction. I did it several times and she did not respond. I wanted to make it a do...uble sided game. I slowly took her hand and made her slap me. She woke up and my plan started working.Nirosha: What happened???? (She was confused)Me: Nothing darling, just leave it…Nirosha: Please tell me, why did you make me slap you???Me: I am a jerk and was trying to kiss you… How can I???She did not respond and my heart was beating hard…. . but...”Terri didn’t seem to hear her or at least didn’t respond to her. Instead she continued, “I am going to go back home and slip into something comfortable. Then I am going to sit on my back deck drinking mojitos and watching you sweat and squirm and get yourself off. At five, I am coming back over here so you can show me just how grateful you are that I have rescued you. You will keep showing your gratitude until we are a tangle of sweaty arms and legs intertwined on your beautiful. “Stacie?”“Sorry, Miss Dannel,” I said, not even out of breath. “I need my ten minutes for relief.”“What?” the confused teacher said. She sat down her dry erase marker on the whiteboard’s metal lip.“I need a volunteer to take care of my futa-cock in the hallway.” My eyes fell on Randi Bjork. Her long, blonde hair fell about her shocked face. She blinked blue eyes at me, shifting in the tight sweater she wore. It was half unbuttoned, showing off the considerable bosom she had.“Um ... what?” Randi. Not even Betsy who I share everything with. And then a week after I got the first one, I got another one. It said "You probally thought that I had forgotten you, well I haven't. I know how bad you want to have sex, I bet your pussy is dripping wondering who this is and if you will ever get to meet me. Or how about how big my cock is. Well if you are a good little girl and do as I say you will find out soon..." I was in shock. I didn't know who was doing this, but the joke was over. I didn't.