There are moments in life where we don’t realize how much of an impact we have on someone’s life. I was a first year teacher with an early morning class of seniors who were taking US History. These were not the best or the brightest – they were students who had failed US History their first time around and needed to pass to be able to graduate.
One of the girls, Allie, was out of place. She was an average student who had gotten sick the last six weeks of her junior year and missed so much class a few of her teachers flunked her. It was sad really. She was going to be fine and could actually put two sentences together when she had a thought but because of a zero tolerance policy on attendance she had to sit through my remedial class.
Allie was gorgeous. She had light olive skin and dark hair. Her eyes seemed almost too large to be real and her smile was dazzling. After coming back to school at the start of her senior year she had put weight back on in all of the right places. Her arms and legs were perfectly toned but her jeans barely hugged her hips and ass. Her tops hugged her tight stomach and large D breasts. She was every male teacher’s nightmare. Perfectly curvy, mature enough to know how to advertise it, and she was ALWAYS in to older guys.