My favorite class is Mrs. Jung's English class, but my assigned seat is in the back corner, second to last seat. I'm a pretty good student and always ...pay attention, but the guy who sits behind me, Cliff, is disruptive and sometimes even gets kicked out of class by the teacher. He's what we call a "Super Senior" because he's repeating the grad. He's 19 and kind of cute, but always seemed like such a jerk. Anyway, yesterday I went to school wearing a thong hoping to impress Doug, who I've been. Kids act funny when they get into that stuff, but I couldn't find anything to suggest she was doing drugs, or drinking when I searched her room." You searched her room?" I asked."It's okay, I didn't ransack it or anything. I just breezed through it, you know, peeking in drawers, looking in her jewelry boxes and stuff. I was just worried that's all. But then I found that locked trunk under the bed."Uh oh. The locked trunk."I couldn't get into it, but the next day, while she was in the bath I. She looked down at her open blouse, feigning surprise. "Oh my, look at what I've done! Now how did that happen? Well, since you wanted so badly to get a little peek..." Never taking her eyes from the camera, she slowly removed her blouse, revealing her full, voluptuous breasts, barely covered by a lacy white bra. The half-cups held her globes like two hands offering her up to his gaze, cut so low that they just missed exposing her nipples by a fraction of an inch. "You like?" she whispered. She. Pam looked totally hot when she was shown into Philip's office that afternoon. Philip could hardly believe that this sexy young mother was actually his very own Pam. She was wearing a very short skirt and a nice button-up blouse and then a suit coat over top of the blouse that hid most of its sexiness from the public view. Philip could tell by barely looking that the blouse Pam had on only accentuated more the hot pushup bra she was wearing underneath it. He was sure he'd soon find out how hot.