Her eleven o'clock class lasted for an hour and ten minutes and she was going to feel every single one. Beowulf was not her forte. Micah Sebring sat down behind Eliza and began to unpack his book bag. "Oh, I see you just assumed you were a part of our discussion group after one time?" Lindsay said to him, fighting back a giggle. "It's a free country and an open seating plan. Is O'Reilly coming in?" "Out sick. It's a bummer." "I guess we have an open chair already then," Micah said. "Try to let others talk this time," Eliza said. "After all, you were such the motormouth last time." "Hey, I hadn't read the chapter, you guys had. Besides, you handled it swimmingly." "Thanks," Lindsay said. "Such a meaningful response." The clock hit eleven on the dot and Mr. O'Connor moved to start class, reaching the small wooden podium as the door creaked open. In the doorway, Eliza saw Leah Bardot, only the usually quiet, Babes modest sophomore looked almost unrecognizable. She sauntered in, making sure that everyone in the classroom got a good look at her curves, all of which were on display. Leah wore a skin tight tank top with a plunging neckline that left nothing to the imagination as well as black yoga pants. The way Leah scanned the room made Eliza uncomfortable, as if the girl were a predator on the lookout for prey. Then Leah's eyes landed on the open seat behind Lindsay and Eliza felt her heart sink. Great. Leah flashed a devious smile and plopped down waitress right behind Lindsay. Mr. O'Connor seemed determined to ignore Leah's entrance and introduced the prompt for the class on the whiteboard. Monday's class, he explained, would be entirely discussion-based with Wednesday featuring an in-class lecture guided by the results of the discussion. With that, he dismissed them to form groups. "Mind if I join," Leah asked the second Mr. O'Connor dismissed them. "The more the merrier!" He pressed his Babes legs to the back of hers, and placed his hands on her bare back, gently waitress pressing down. You know that.” ” Yavara turned to Adrianna, “You surprise me.” So maybe we should give her a week of fucking to see if she I bet it’s that slut Lilly, she’d do anyone…!” It was awesome! So, with that mystery well on the way to be solved, I decided to have him repeat the process on the presumed location of the other known door in the basement and when completed, it indicated a tunnel instead of a door. Lisa was really enjoying finishing John's sentences for him. Both looked at me waiting for my story. He plunged into me hard and fast. This is Megan.
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