course, Tim is high.
There are bags and measuring devices everywhere and Tim looks like he may have been sampling his wares all day. Red eyes, unshaven, random twitches – all telltale signs.
“What the fuck are you doing here?” He looks at Lucas like somehow it’s Lucas’s fault that Kade lost this weekend.
“I want Kade’s fight. A redo. And double payout,” Lucas says.
Tim looks at him. “For what? What do I get out of it?”
Lucas looks like Tim hit him and recoils. “Uh, what do you want? I can win it – and it will make you look good again.”
“Yeah, and if you don’t? I need a reason. I need something you value, to convince you to win.”
“Name it,” Lucas says, because he’s too dumb to see where this is going. I’m not, though, and I take note of Tim’s eyes running over my body, and the way his cock has suddenly started to fill Trina’s hand.
“How you doing, Miss Lawlor? Do you remember me?”
“I do, Tim.”
“You failed me. I had to go to fucking summer school for your class. Twice.”
“That you did,” I say. Of course, he failed because he never came to school and, when he did, he only showed up to sell drugs. I don’t think the kid even wrote a homework assignment down during his high school career.
“What are you even doing here?”
Lucas moves closer, getting possessive, and wraps his arm around me. “She’s with me.”
Tim lets out a howling laugh and looks at us both. “You’re fucking our teacher? Dude…”
Trina looks me over and I realize how bad this is. Not only will I be screwed if she starts telling people, but I will also be fucked if anyone finds out that I saw her in this situation and didn’t report it. But how do I report it without getting myself in a shitload of trouble? This is all I am thinking about it, until Tim makes the situation far, far worse.
“I’m gonna fuck her,” he announces. “And Trina. At the same time. And watch them fuck one another.”
“No,” I argue.
Fortunately, jealousy settles over Lucas before he can sell me to Tim for the fight he wants. “I don’t share.”
“Then you don’t fight.”
“How is fucking her going to get me the fight?”
Tim stands up, pulling Trina up with him. His cock is still only semi-hard and it pokes forward awkwardly. “I need something that counts, something I can use to keep you in line. I’m not just going to fuck them.”
“What do you mean?”
“I’m gonna record it. And, if you cooperate and if you win, you can keep the video as a memento. And if you don’t…”
“If I don’t,” Lucas says.
“If you don’t, it’s going viral. And this bitch can try explaining what she’s doing eating one of her students’ pussies online.”
“No,” I beg Lucas, but I see it. The asshole is fucking considering. “No.” I take my things and try to leave, but Tim yells out to one of his high comrades, who stops me. The guy might be out of it, but he’s stronger than me and he lifts me up, still kicking, and deposits me in front of Tim.
“I’m not doing it,” I say.
Lucas grabs my arm. Hard. “I need this. Just do it. I’ll get that video. And it’s not like you have never done something skeevy. Just do it. For me.”
I want to hit him, to cry, to fucking scream until the goddamn cops come, but I am surrounded by Tim, Lucas, Trina, and their little drug addled gang. I don’t know how to get out of this situation and when Lucas throws me over his shoulder and carries me up the stairs to Tim’s bedroom, following Tim’s lead, I realize I’m not getting out of it. He leaves me in the room and goes out in the hall, not meeting my pleading eyes, and Tim locks the door.
He already has an entire recording system set up, which is so gross, and I realize how bad this is going to be. How did I get mixed up in this shit?
Tim comes over to me, and somehow, by the grace of God, he actually smells okay. His cock is still loose and he grabs it, stroking it, while he
There are bags and measuring devices everywhere and Tim looks like he may have been sampling his wares all day. Red eyes, unshaven, random twitches – all telltale signs.
“What the fuck are you doing here?” He looks at Lucas like somehow it’s Lucas’s fault that Kade lost this weekend.
“I want Kade’s fight. A redo. And double payout,” Lucas says.
Tim looks at him. “For what? What do I get out of it?”
Lucas looks like Tim hit him and recoils. “Uh, what do you want? I can win it – and it will make you look good again.”
“Yeah, and if you don’t? I need a reason. I need something you value, to convince you to win.”
“Name it,” Lucas says, because he’s too dumb to see where this is going. I’m not, though, and I take note of Tim’s eyes running over my body, and the way his cock has suddenly started to fill Trina’s hand.
“How you doing, Miss Lawlor? Do you remember me?”
“I do, Tim.”
“You failed me. I had to go to fucking summer school for your class. Twice.”
“That you did,” I say. Of course, he failed because he never came to school and, when he did, he only showed up to sell drugs. I don’t think the kid even wrote a homework assignment down during his high school career.
“What are you even doing here?”
Lucas moves closer, getting possessive, and wraps his arm around me. “She’s with me.”
Tim lets out a howling laugh and looks at us both. “You’re fucking our teacher? Dude…”
Trina looks me over and I realize how bad this is. Not only will I be screwed if she starts telling people, but I will also be fucked if anyone finds out that I saw her in this situation and didn’t report it. But how do I report it without getting myself in a shitload of trouble? This is all I am thinking about it, until Tim makes the situation far, far worse.
“I’m gonna fuck her,” he announces. “And Trina. At the same time. And watch them fuck one another.”
“No,” I argue.
Fortunately, jealousy settles over Lucas before he can sell me to Tim for the fight he wants. “I don’t share.”
“Then you don’t fight.”
“How is fucking her going to get me the fight?”
Tim stands up, pulling Trina up with him. His cock is still only semi-hard and it pokes forward awkwardly. “I need something that counts, something I can use to keep you in line. I’m not just going to fuck them.”
“What do you mean?”
“I’m gonna record it. And, if you cooperate and if you win, you can keep the video as a memento. And if you don’t…”
“If I don’t,” Lucas says.
“If you don’t, it’s going viral. And this bitch can try explaining what she’s doing eating one of her students’ pussies online.”
“No,” I beg Lucas, but I see it. The asshole is fucking considering. “No.” I take my things and try to leave, but Tim yells out to one of his high comrades, who stops me. The guy might be out of it, but he’s stronger than me and he lifts me up, still kicking, and deposits me in front of Tim.
“I’m not doing it,” I say.
Lucas grabs my arm. Hard. “I need this. Just do it. I’ll get that video. And it’s not like you have never done something skeevy. Just do it. For me.”
I want to hit him, to cry, to fucking scream until the goddamn cops come, but I am surrounded by Tim, Lucas, Trina, and their little drug addled gang. I don’t know how to get out of this situation and when Lucas throws me over his shoulder and carries me up the stairs to Tim’s bedroom, following Tim’s lead, I realize I’m not getting out of it. He leaves me in the room and goes out in the hall, not meeting my pleading eyes, and Tim locks the door.
He already has an entire recording system set up, which is so gross, and I realize how bad this is going to be. How did I get mixed up in this shit?
Tim comes over to me, and somehow, by the grace of God, he actually smells okay. His cock is still loose and he grabs it, stroking it, while he
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