I was a quiet boy in high school, very good looking and athletic, but just not really that into other kids in the class. Was very popular with a lot of girls trying to get close but I have always looked down on them. For some reason, the fact that they are interested in me turns me off. However, junior year in high school is when my hormone are surging high and with all the testosterone pumping from all the sports I have been playing I needed release. That’s when I met my English teacher. The first time I saw her when she walked into my class my heart jumped out of my chest! She is a short cute blond with short hair. She have a really beautiful face, even thought her chest is less than extraordinary. Her skin is pale but with a hint of red underneath. I couldn’t keep my eye off her. I just sat at the corner staring at her for the first five minutes since she walked inside. Until she noticed and look back at me. I felt a sense of shame because I was afraid I would be found out. I kept pretending to be normal for the rest of that class.