nothingbutporcelain
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- Aug 13, 2010
Callie was on her way to the first day of school. She always hated going on the first day because it seemed so pointless. None of the teachers ever taught anything on the first day. They always just handed out syllabuses and told them what they were going to do for the year. It was so boring and she didn’t even know why she was going today. The only good thing about school was how there was usually one male teacher who was very attracted to Callie and would constantly stare up her skirt during class. She loved knowing that men were turned on by her. It always made her feel so amazing to know she had that much power over a guy.
Callie was only seventeen and a junior in high school. She had long blonde hair and navy blue eyes that lit up when she smiled. She was drop dead gorgeous, there was no doubt about that. All the guys at her school wanted her and most of them got her. It wasn’t hard to get Callie into bed, especially if she had a few drinks in her system. Since she was only 5’1” and about eighty-five pounds she was definitely a light weight. To say Callie had a lot of problems would be an understatement. It all started when she was around thirteen years old. She could remember that day more than anything else in the world. It wasn't a memory she wanted to keep since it was a horrible one but sadly it was stuck in her head. The only way she could get it out was why drinking, doing drugs and having lots of casual, unprotected sex. That was why she did all of that so much. She knew it was bad but she just couldn't help it. It made her numb and kept her from thinking about anything about her past. It was all too painful to deal with. Her father came into her room and raped her that night.
She headed into the building and went to her locker, grabbing her books out of it so she could head to her first class. Callie had on her regular school uniform with the navy blue plaid skirt and white blouse but of course Callie made it her own by cutting the skirt a few inches and unbuttoning the blouse a lot so her cleavage created by her push up bra would show. She didn’t have any panties on underneath the skirt so it was easy to see her tiny and toned ass when she bent over. And of course she had on her usual black five inch stiletto heels that made her already long legs look even longer. She tucked a strand of her long blonde hair behind her ear before shutting her locker and heading into her first class of the day.
She was ten minutes late so unfortunately she was forced to sit in the front row. It wasn't her favorite place to sit but sometimes it could be fun. If the teacher was a male and hot enough she would definitely tease them lots during class by spreading her legs and allowing them to see that she didn't have any panties on. She was already dating someone at the school. He was extremely good looking and charming. Everyone said he and Callie looked so cute together. They were all so impressed that he had reformed her. The school slut was not so much of a slut anymore. Now she only slept with her boyfriend. Maybe in a way she was still a slut since they had sex all the time but since he was now her boyfriend suddenly it was okay. The student would have labeled her a slut if she slept with him while they weren't dating or if he had another girlfriend. Even if she was a reformed slut sometimes she still liked to do things she used to do. Flashing teachers was one of those activities. Of course she only did it in the classes she and her boyfriend weren't in together. This just happened to be one of them. Now she just had to wait for the teacher to come in so she would know if he was good looking enough for her to torture him. If he was ugly there would be no sense in doing that.
Callie was only seventeen and a junior in high school. She had long blonde hair and navy blue eyes that lit up when she smiled. She was drop dead gorgeous, there was no doubt about that. All the guys at her school wanted her and most of them got her. It wasn’t hard to get Callie into bed, especially if she had a few drinks in her system. Since she was only 5’1” and about eighty-five pounds she was definitely a light weight. To say Callie had a lot of problems would be an understatement. It all started when she was around thirteen years old. She could remember that day more than anything else in the world. It wasn't a memory she wanted to keep since it was a horrible one but sadly it was stuck in her head. The only way she could get it out was why drinking, doing drugs and having lots of casual, unprotected sex. That was why she did all of that so much. She knew it was bad but she just couldn't help it. It made her numb and kept her from thinking about anything about her past. It was all too painful to deal with. Her father came into her room and raped her that night.
She headed into the building and went to her locker, grabbing her books out of it so she could head to her first class. Callie had on her regular school uniform with the navy blue plaid skirt and white blouse but of course Callie made it her own by cutting the skirt a few inches and unbuttoning the blouse a lot so her cleavage created by her push up bra would show. She didn’t have any panties on underneath the skirt so it was easy to see her tiny and toned ass when she bent over. And of course she had on her usual black five inch stiletto heels that made her already long legs look even longer. She tucked a strand of her long blonde hair behind her ear before shutting her locker and heading into her first class of the day.
She was ten minutes late so unfortunately she was forced to sit in the front row. It wasn't her favorite place to sit but sometimes it could be fun. If the teacher was a male and hot enough she would definitely tease them lots during class by spreading her legs and allowing them to see that she didn't have any panties on. She was already dating someone at the school. He was extremely good looking and charming. Everyone said he and Callie looked so cute together. They were all so impressed that he had reformed her. The school slut was not so much of a slut anymore. Now she only slept with her boyfriend. Maybe in a way she was still a slut since they had sex all the time but since he was now her boyfriend suddenly it was okay. The student would have labeled her a slut if she slept with him while they weren't dating or if he had another girlfriend. Even if she was a reformed slut sometimes she still liked to do things she used to do. Flashing teachers was one of those activities. Of course she only did it in the classes she and her boyfriend weren't in together. This just happened to be one of them. Now she just had to wait for the teacher to come in so she would know if he was good looking enough for her to torture him. If he was ugly there would be no sense in doing that.