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 Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2010 7:56 pm
Mike shook his head and proceeded to help Amber. His hands were on his hips, helping her move.
"Yeah, just like that," he said, as he moved he legs with his own legs.
He let go. "Try again."
Lynn closed her eyes, taking in the feeling of him. She wondered if it was wrong to let herself give into him. There was no one else, though. Why not? It was true they've done it so many times. Lynn turned her head and kissed Mr. Foreman.
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Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2010 8:05 pm
Amber stiffened again as he helped her out. Perhaps she wasn't that bad at dancing, but it was due to the reaction of how Mike touched her. It was intimate, but not provocative. Swallowing, Amber closed her eyes and tried once more. This time it was a bit better as she was trying to rid Mike from her mind, though it was sort of hard though.
"Ugh, I'm terrible aren't I," Amber sighed as her next few attempts all ended in failure.
Mr. Foreman smirked slightly as he proceeded onwards with her. He brought more passion with the kiss quickly slipping his tongue into her mouth. Yes. This was how it was suppose to be like. Girls were meant to beg on their knees for him all their life, not run off with some other guy. He was the one they were suppose to want no matter what he did.
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Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2010 8:15 pm
"No. I think you're thinking to hard. Close your eyes and do it," Mike suggested.
He watched Amber closed her eyes and magic happened. Her body moved fluidly, the steps were pat-on, but it was like a whole new different Amber. He smiled.
"Ok. Now do what you just did with your eyes open," Mike said, and watched her.
This time Amber was bad. He wondered if it was him. He moved closer to her, letting his hands rest on her waist, his head leaning on hers and his lips grazing her hair.
"Too close?"
Lynn turned around to face Mr. Foreman. It was only times like these she felt like an adult. Not a student or girl. She wrapped his arms around him, needy and wanting to be spoiled.
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Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2010 8:25 pm
Amber did as she was told and strangely it worked. When she did it with her eyes opened, she completely failed. Mike came close again and Amber once again stiffened, shivers tingling through her and she feeling a little cold.
"U-Umm..." She mumbled flustered unsure if she should be moving or not. To be precise, it was more like she was a little afraid of doing anything in their position right now, don't want to provoke anything.
Mr. Foreman continued on his hand pulling away her top. He suddenly froze, letting go of her shirt and turning around. There stood Jacob Ben Israel. Mr. Foreman did not falter, but approached Jacob calmly.
"You utter a single word and your future is history," he told him threateningly.
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Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2010 8:30 pm
Mike then hugged her fully, and rested his chin on her head.
"Hm, it seems I'm the cause of your suckyness," Mike observed aloud, teasing, "Now how should we fixed that?"
Lynn turned to see Jacob. She re-buttoned her blouse and pulled down her skirt. She did not look at Jacob in the eye, rather returned to recording the marks. She could pretend nothing had happened.
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Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2010 8:36 pm
"I... Umm... Wha-... What do you mean?" She attempted stammering along the way as her words changed. Despite her feeling a little awkward, she could not deny that this felt quite nice. It gave her a warm and fuzzy feeling even though she was shaking inside.
Jacob, wide eyed, nearly nodded before turning the other way and running off. Mr. Foreman watched him go for a moment before turning back to Lynn.
"What are you doing? Why are you doing work again?" He questioned her quite annoyed that he wouldn't be able to continue exactly where they left off now that she was sitting like that again.
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Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2010 8:44 pm
Mike hugged Amber tighter.
"Nothing. Just teasing," he laughed, "I like you just the way you are."
"Mike?" His mother's voice suddenly called, causing him to jump back.
"I'm down here mom," Mike called back, and a few moments a woman came down dressed in a sleek black suit.
She stared at Amber.
"Are you trying to sell my son something? Are you trying to convert him?" Mrs. Chang interrogated.
"Mom, relax. She's my girlfriend," Mike explained.
"Oh. How do you do? You must stay for dinner," his mother changed tones, and directed her statement to Amber.
"I'm doing what you asked me to do," Lynn answered, but turned around again.
Her top few buttons were unbutton and for a 17 year old, she had some nice cleavage. She was a lucky girl. The fat didn't collect around her belly even though she sat all the time study. It went to her breasts instead. Well, breasts is just a word used to say two round balls of fat. That was what breasts were anyways.
"What are you going to do? Jacob saw."
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Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2010 8:49 pm
Amber stared wide-eyed for a moment a little surprised that she was being interrogated and then suddenly Mrs. Chang's impression changed.
"I-... Umm... I-I..." Amber stammered her eyes shifting nervously as she was unsure as to how to respond to her. She didn't mind staying, but then she didn't want to intrude or anything like that.
Mr. Foreman shrugged.
"Honestly, who is going to believe that rumouring p***k? I'm a respected teacher whereas he is a attention-seeking teenage," Mr. Foreman responded as he let a hand slip into Lynn's blouse.
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Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2010 8:55 pm
"Okay, good. I hope you like Chinese food. Well, you should," Mike's mother replied before Amber could say anything.
His mother returned upstairs. Mike stuck his hands in his pockets.
"Ah, sorry about that. She gets a bit intense. You better stay for dinner. Otherwise, she won't like you very much," Mike told her.
Lynn did not reply to that, but instead allowed Mr. Foreman to touch her. She once again wrapped her arms around him and closed her eyes. When he did this, it was strange. People said when people do sexual acts together, it would feel good. People said the intercourse was so pleasureful that they would get addicted. Yet, Lynn always felt nothing with Mr. Foreman. All she could think that she was wanted in some way.
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Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2010 9:01 pm
Amber blinked a few times as Mrs. Chang left.
"Y-You said they'd be home later!" Amber accused turning to him still in her shock. She was fine with the whole staying for dinner thing and she was pretty sure her own parent would be fine with it all, but Chinese food? In truth, Amber never ate Chinese food before. Well why would she? Her mother did most of the cooking and she was Japanese. Her father cooked often too, but he was Korean.
...
Mr. Foreman finished quite quickly with Lynn. He brushed back his hair letting out a sigh of relief as he headed to his desk to pack things up to head home. He himself did not remove basically any of his clothes. That's how he liked to roll with these 'unofficials'.
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Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2010 9:06 pm
Mike sat down on the floor and gestured Amber to sit with him.
"It is later. It's been an hour and a half," Mike said, then looked at Amber, "You aren't Chinese are you? Park is not a Chinese last name. You okay with having Chinese food?"
Lynn pulled up her underwear and readjusted her bra to sit over where it was meant to be. She then buttoned up her blouse and pulled her skirt down. She combed through her hair with her fingers quickly before picking up her school bag.
"Bye. Greg," Lynn managed to say before going out the door.
Somehow, Lynn felt dirty and contaminated this time. She didn't feel at all satisfied or loved. She just felt violated. She went to the bathroom and crouched at the toilet. She cried.
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Posted: Mon Sep 20, 2010 5:02 pm
Amber headed over taking the designated seat beside Mike. She sat quite neatly, like always, hugging her legs to her.
"Oh? You only noticed now?" Amber smiled finding the thought a little amusing. "And as far as the food goes, I'm pretty sure I'll be fine. After all, how different can East Asian food be from each other?"
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Posted: Mon Sep 20, 2010 9:24 pm
Mike scooted over to her, and pulled out her legs. He then slid her between his own legs and he hugged her.
"Now, that's better. Why hug yourself when you can hug someone else?" Mike teased, "Are you sure? Chinese food is a lot fattier than Korean or even Japanese food."
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Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2010 4:00 pm
Amber, of course, was surprised by his actions. Her body was extremely tense in its current position, or more so, its current location. An amazing tingle surged through her, her body shivered a bit, a little cold and very awkward.
"U-Umm... I'm pretty sure I'll be fine. American food is worse you know," Amber pointed out staring at their feet, absently.
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Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2010 5:59 pm
Mike then stood up, taking Amber with him.
"Up you get. We should keep practising," Mike clapped his hands together as he showed the steps again.
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"Mike! It's dinner! Your dad is home!" Mike's mom called.
Mike wiped his brow. Amber was finally getting the just of moving her body properly. She was still stiff, and was terrible if she looked directly at him as she danced.
"That's really good," Mike commented as Amber finished the steps, "Well come on. Food's ready."
Mike led Amber upstairs and greeted his dad. His dad looked atop of his thick rimmed glasses and surveyed Amber.
"My son won't buy anything of yours. He won't convert either. How did you get in here?" dad interrogated.
"Dad...she's my girlfriend," Mike replied with a pained expression, "Dad, Amber. Amber, dad."
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