My name is Harold Sims. I teach human biology to seniors at East Middle High in Southern California. To get the background on what is going on here I suggest starting with Part 01. I now had two girls in the extra credit program and things were going great. Since our extra credit program started Julie and Tanya had migrated to the front row as to imply to t...
"OK everyone, times up. Pencils down. Pass your quiz to the front row and I'll collect them," Mrs. Arche announced. After she collected the quizzes she followed up with, "Now, I want everyone to be studying hard for your final in two weeks. I know it's tough with Senoritis and all, but this is the home stretch and your education is really important. I know i...
Wow! I got a lot of positive feedback about the prologue to this story, and I really hope that you all enjoy the first real chapter about Ryan's new life. Sorry, advance notice, there's no real sex yet (well, besides the beginning, but I'll be doing that with each chapter, a little return to the 'present' before we get back into how it started), I'm trying t...
Part I: Study Session All characters in this series are fictitious, as are the encounters between characters. The boarding school is at the high-school level, and all characters involved in the stories are over the age of 18. Part I: Study Session contains anal sex and tit fucking. *********************** It was only two weeks into the school year, and a...
It could have been a smooth-sailing football practice. But no - Coach Berella just had to say it. "Buck up, Toni," he shouted, "This session ain't even close to chewin' you out like I did your mother!" All the guys on the team snickered and eventually busted out laughing. My face flushed a raging red. That bastard knew damn well my parents were on the cusp...
Helen Long never thought in a million years that she would end up in this position. She never thought in a million years that she would be anything but a housewife. A housewife from the suburbs who was active in the PTA as well as other volunteer organizations. The kind of woman who one might describe as a June Cleaver. The type of woman one might think sp...
It was about 8:00 on a Saturday night. I struggled to close the door of my car. It was an old piece of junk. I had gotten it as a present from my parents for my eighteenth birthday only a few months earlier. I had been expecting something a little nicer, but I couldn't complain. My best friend Sarah had laughed at me when i got it. She was older then I, and...
Anatomy class with Mr. Jones was proving to be very educational on many levels. After our first 'extra credit' meeting in his office, I returned to class on Monday. I was curious to see if he treated me different or looked at me any differently after our meeting. As you may have guessed he acted no different than before. He was a Master of his emotions,...
All characters presented in the story are at least eighteen years old. I entered the classroom at twenty after four in the afternoon. It was twenty minutes after I was expected to report for detention, but at least five minutes before Mr. Edwards expected to see me. "Sarah Cuse—you amaze me," Mr. Edwards scoffed from his desk. "Somehow, you have managed to...
That's the first thing Christine noticed about Dr. Morris. That and his handsome look and warm brown eyes. She was a sophomore taking his history class. Like a nerd, she sat in the very front of the class right in front of his desk. She kept checking out his package as he walked back and forth in front of the class, barely hearing his lecture on Introduction...