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I turned to him and looked at the empty seat next to me. “Looks free to me,” I said, then as he took it, I turned my back to him, so I was facing Larissa. My best friend was dying not to laugh.
I felt a tap on my back, and with an eye-roll, I turned back around.
“Yes?” I looked Julian up and down, letting him know I was checking him out to see if he was good enough for me.
“I was just wondering about prom.” He said.
I looked at my watch. “Shoot. Is that the time? Lar, come on, we need to get to the gym.” I gave her a stare that meant go along with whatever I said.
“Gosh, yes.” She jumped up, abandoning the rest of her sandwich.
“Catch you later,” I told the rest of the table, and we were on our way.
“I’ll get you another sandwich later.” I apologized. “But I needed to leave Julian hanging.”
“Got ya, babe. You should have seen his face. He looked so pissed.” She guffawed. “I love it. Now, I guess we aren’t going to the gym.”
“You have met me before, haven’t you? Go to the gym? Hahaha. No, let’s go to the bathroom so I can check my appearance. It’s English next,” I winked.
“Candace Appleton, are you going to flirt up a storm with Mr. Hotty-pants Newell?”
I winked. “I don’t do things like that, Miss. Davenport”
“I don’t think I know what you do or don’t do anymore. You’re becoming a new woman.”
“Emphasis on the woman,” I told her. “No going back. I no longer accept being treated like a child.”
Chapter 5
Parker
I’d been restless all day, knowing that after lunch she’d be in my class and that after school we had yet another private session. I had my best shirt on—how pathetic was that?
Then she walked into the room, and my heart almost stopped. A student had left my room the other day, but a full-blown woman had walked into my classroom right now. Her hair was a couple of shades darker and glossy and a few inches shorter, her make-up made her face look sculptured, just perfect, accentuating those innocent looking eyes and that delicate rosebud pout. I wanted to destroy that innocent face by plowing my cock straight down her throat while those eyes looked up at me begging for more. My dick twitched in my pants, and I had to take a seat at my desk. The way she strolled into the classroom was different. It was a move of confidence, of self-assuredness. She knew how good she looked; she owned it. But her face never came up and looked at mine. She was engaged in chatter with Larissa Davenport and other students who were desperate to speak to her. She commanded them all. Something had changed in a short space of time for this transformation to occur and I wondered if it related to the conversation we had had when I had dropped her off Thursday after her tutoring, about her being frustrated with being treated as a child. I was well aware right now that she was not a child.
While I waited for the rest of the class to file in, I wondered what it was about Candy that appealed to me so much? I had other students who were pretty, dressed well, looked older than they were. None of them had ever caused the remotest flicker of either my heart or my dick. But from the moment I’d seen Candy, my heart felt like it was going to burst from my chest and my dick was in danger of blowing out my zipper.
“Class. If you can open your books to page 326 and start there, I’ll be back in a moment,” I told them. Then for the first time I went into the, thankfully empty, male staff toilets, let out my cock and jerked myself off in a frenzy. I cleaned myself up, splashed my face with cold water and called down to the cafeteria for a cold drink as if that was all I’d left the classroom for. When I returned, some of my class was doing as I’d asked, most were chatting. Only one person watched as I walked back to my desk. Her.
The rest of the lesson passed unremarkably, and Candy never seemed to look my way again. I wrapped up the class, and as the bell rang, I stared after her, ready to say I’d see her after classes ended. But she left the classroom from the back, chatting to a friend and never once looked my way. I wasn’t even sure at that point if she was going to show up for our session.
Chapter 6
Candy
“He could not stop looking at you,” Larissa whispered. “I think Mr. Newell has the hots for you.”
“Don’t be stupid. He’ll just be wondering why I look different.”
“His face said he wanted to fuck you.”
I folded my arms. “How does a face look like that?” I laughed.
Larissa stuck her eyes out like they were on stalks and licked around her mouth in an over-exaggerated pervert like way.
“Oh my God, Lar. If he looked at me like that, I’d send for the psychiatrists.”
“Well, don’t be surprised if he gives you detention for no reason.” She clapped a hand over her mouth. “Oh my God, you have your extra lesson tonight don’t you? What will you do if he makes a move?”
