Sarah paused for a moment before answering Claire. She really wanted to win that money all for herself. She quickly decided to take advantage of Claire by keeping her guessing.
"Well Claire, I'm not sure. Let me think about it and let you know, OK?" Sarah asked.
Claire nodded and walked off. Then Sarah decided she had better act right away. She strolled back to Mr. 's class and spruced herself up as she went. She looked down at her firm, soft breasts and undid another button, revealing just a hint of her white sports bra and more than just a hint of her mouth-watering cleavage. She knocked on the classroom door and entered.
"What can I do for you Miss . . . .?" asked.
"Banks, Sarah Banks, Mr. ," she replied. She approached him and leaned over her desk, allowing him to look straight down her blouse. He took a quick look but then looked her straight in the eye.
"What can I do for you, Miss Banks?" he asked.
"Well, Mr. , I hoped you might be able to help me with a little problem I have," she replied, moving closer to him.
"What problem might that be?" he asked, never breaking eye contact. Sarah was worried. She was used to being in control, but she didn't think her charms were having any effect.
"Well, I had kind of an embarassing question about health class, and Mrs. Sanchez, our health teacher has left for the day," she says. "We have a homework assignment about the human reproductive system and . . ."
stood up and closed the classroom door.
"Listen Sarah," he said. "I think that you are a very attractive young woman, and I am very flattered. But I don't think that this is the way a young lady like yourself should behave. What you're doing is not a very smart thing to do. You could get yourself into a lot of trouble. And I could get into even worse trouble. Do you realize it's a felony for an adult to have sex with a minor? How old are you, anyway?" |