Jake got loose and gave it his all in a bullpen. "Not bad" one of the scouts said, "Hopefully I’ll get to see how you do in a game." Jake was elated, his hard work was finally paying off. He went on and continued practice moving onto fielding drills. 4:30 came along and he was spent. Coach Hendricks walked up to him “You’ll be on the mound tomorrow, bring your A-game, the scouts will be there too.” Tired, sweaty and dusty, Jake changed out of his cleats, put his sneakers on and walked back into school. He found Ms Dyers sitting at her desk, she japanese looked different. She must've put more make-up on Jake thought to himself, the scent of fresh perfume carried in the air. Ms Dyers noticed Jake, stood up, and motioned him to follow her. She was still wearing the sundress, but had changed into a set of heels that made her ass scream ‘spank me.’ Jake followed, her staring at her swaying ass as she led him to an empty classroom. "Mr. Stevens, please have a seat," She said, pointing uniform at a desk, Jake took a seat in the empty chair. Ms Dyers sat on the desk across from him, and crossed her legs. "As I mentioned earlier, your book report was less than satisfactory, you really need to improve your efforts in this course if you expect a passing grade" Jake looked down at his lap, knowing that if he didn't get a C average he wouldn’t be able to play ball. No ball, meant no scholarship, no scholarship meant no college, no college meant, well he didn’t know exactly. "What can I do Ms Dyers? I'm giving all that I can, whatever I can do I'll do it" Jake pleaded. "Well Mr. Stevens, I suppose we can work Bondage something out. I can use some help grading freshman quizzes “Jake shuddered, "It's my birthday Ma'am, I already have plans tonight!" Jake exclaimed. "Ah, yes, I remember” said Ms Dyers “Finally legal" "Well uh, I guess you can say that" Jake replied Ms Dyers uncrossed her legs, letting Jake get a good look at the outline of her covered mound, Jakes cock started to stir looks like Ill find out what kind of underwear she's wearing Jake thought to himself. “Well then I have another opportunity for you, Mr. Stevens" Ms Dyers said as she stood up and walked to the doorway. She looked out into the hall, came back in the room, and locked the door. "what is it?" Jake asked. "Right, Mr Stevens, stand up, let me get a look at you" Jake stood up, Ms Dyers walked around him admiring the way his tight undershirt clung to his taught torso, the way his baseball pants hugged his muscular legs and butt. "We are both attractive, consenting adults, why don't we help each other out, I'll help you with some extra credit, and you help me in a more…. physical way?" Jake clued in, "I think I can find time for that" "Good, now take off your pants" she instructed. He fumbled with his belt, pulling his zipper down he slowly slid his pants down past his knees. "Now your shirt" he removed his shirt, Jake was now standing in the middle of the classroom wearing nothing but a jockstrap, his pants sitting at his ankles. Ms Dyers walked close to him, placing a hand on his chest and slowly school girl walked around him. Her fingers dragging around his chest, across his abdomen, his sides, and down to his butt. She gave his buttock a nice squeeze, Jake felt it as her teen nails dug into his buttock. Miles wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her close against japanese his side as he led her away from the watching eyes of her friends and to the doors that led outside to the smoking area. “Did you do it?” The Bondage meeting of associates was with the two men he had served with in the service and at the security company. The DJ came over to me asking if he could have a beer or two tomorrow night. Then her lips nuzzled down, passing her finger. An arm went round me and I could feel his hand on my bare waist. Maria responded. He was spooning her, her head resting on his left arm, and he was running his hand along her side. The necklace bounced back and forth when she arched her back and then clattered to the table when she fell forward from my rear assault. “Honestly? I followed, with my face burning in shame. I was wild like my mothers and fathers, who thundered across uniform the planes with spears in hand, but without language school girl in their teen mouths. She then insisted that we all shower. It wasn't long before May came. Stop making excuses teach just say you want me. I know you're masturbating to me right now. The pointed tip was winking drops of clear fluid.