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65th.
Early Childhood Teacher Offers Himself
The doctor in white is happy and smiling
This girl, I met in a group of others. I remember at the time, see this girl in the group talk about the extraordinary, after clicking on the information, found that the photo wall only a photo, or similar to the art photo. To be honest, that art photo gave me the feeling that it was not particularly good. Because the painted eyebrows were heavy and the skin tone was not very pretty, but one of the two of us talked about the day.
She especially favored text input, never refused to use voice chat with me, so I felt very depressed, in fact, I later learned that it was the nature of her work. Because of her usual work, is to teach children in kindergarten classes, so, every day the voice is very tired, do not want to do too much consumption.
She works in a unit in the west of Jinan, in an old neighborhood. The neighborhood is not very far from me in a straight line, but if you want to come by car, it is curved and very inconvenient. Finally, one afternoon, she decided to meet me. We agreed on a time, is 3:30 p.m., I got back from my parents, a pair of down pillows, I thought to put down the pillows, and then go to the station to pick her up, but almost to the time to add a look at the phone, the time has arrived, so I told her I was waiting for her at the gate.
I forget who, at the time, took a call from, and I was particularly worried that she wouldn’t be able to reach me because she couldn’t get through to me. Far away, I was over at the station, and saw a person, wearing a tan dress, I don’t know that kind of dress, should be called a cape, shawl or whatever name, in any case, it was like a big piece of cloth shining on the upper body, wearing a short underneath, snow-white thighs, just naked in front of me, but wearing a pair of sneakers, let the mismatched combination make me very upset.
From a distance. Watching her walk over, I thought to myself. That should be her, can’t be that good looking! I gave her a look, she understood, followed me into the neighborhood. The buddy on the other end of the phone, still chattering away, as if it would never stop. I found a stall, hung up the phone, and we both went upstairs together holding hands.
By now, there are quite a few pictures of this girl that I have at home, that I took that day. To be honest, in addition to a few scattered acne on the face, her real person, to look much, much better than the art photos, at that time, we had one at home, a colleague sent a temporary use of the second-hand sofa red. The two of us sat on the sofa and talked about some of our children’s education, and I remember I took out a lot of paintings to show her at the time.
It was my dad’s, old collection from years ago. She was obviously also very interested, chatting and tired, she relied on my sofa, at that time there is no Gwen the word, but almost that state. Her clothes, that is, the big piece of cloth, was lifted up by the sofa, revealing a smooth, flat, snow-white abdomen. I came down with interest, moved to her heel, lifted her collar, it turned out that under this piece of cloth, only a black underwear, nothing. I kissed her, and she accepted my kiss with good sense.
I rubbed her tender breasts, she had a little shyness, I said you don’t have to treat me as an adult, you can treat me as your student, you can teach me little by little how to get you. Then my hand unbuttoned her shorts, I put my hand inside, fingers back and forth, her body slightly slightly trembled, mouth a little slurred speech, but kept telling me how to do this thing.
I was very cooperative and took the opportunity to learn a lot about her body, a lot of sensitive areas. When I really want to turn up and work, she stopped and told me in a serious way that today may not be very convenient, I said the time and place, today should be an auspicious day. Her expression, however, was unusually calm up and told me that if I respected her, please don’t do such a thing to her today. I took her in my arms and took pictures with her, and she matched my expression very well. But whenever I made sexual demands, she always ben down to reject me, which made me feel very uncomfortable.
But finally decided to let her go, and then I was at home, installed a gas stove, I invited her to come home as a guest, and cooked for her. Her favorite was spicy chicken legs, and that day I bought chicken upper legs, and hanging pepper, the kind of pepper that tastes very strong, but not very spicy, and she gladly accepted. This time she walked to the neighborhood by herself, and I just went downstairs and picked her up at the elevator. As I requested, she wore the same dress as last time, also that big piece of cloth, only vaguely this time it seemed that nothing was worn inside.
Once I entered the room I lifted up her big piece of cloth, and underneath it was really the same black underwear, she looked at me very surprised, I said I’m going to eat you today, eat you. I repeated such words twice, she stood in the entranceway, a little dazed, and finally, said a very inexplicable words, can’t always be here ……
I gently picked her up and threw her on the bed, I went in and out while asking her if it was good, she said yes, I said what was good? She stammered and didn’t know what to say. In the end she got what she wanted, she got to eat her favorite spicy chicken, and I got what I wanted, I got the girl I wanted. When she left, she washed her face in my house, I handed her a towel while asking her if she had eaten enough, she said she had eaten enough, eaten enough. I said which mouth is full? She smiled and said to me that she was full.
I said you are amazing, two mouths to eat chicken, two mouths can eat full, she smiled and kissed me on the cheek, I sent her away, when I left, it was already dark, I was on the bus, but also took a few pictures of her. The photos are clear, and you can even see her starry pimples.
Maybe it’s because they love spicy food too much, right?
This is the sixty-fifth story
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