KARMA: Chasing The Dragon Vol. ll

Chapter 1. Silver Fox Dreams

Suburban life was good to me, i had two wonderful parents who put me in an all girls private school. I got straight A's on all my assignments was on the verge a full paid scholarship to the collage of my choice. I worked hard to reach my full potential and nothing was gonna stand in the way of my success. I walked into Mr.Tumblers office hoping to get signed off for the year when he looked at my file and said "hmmmm". I clenched my legs together maby it was the nervs or maby just the physical attraction for this older mature man. Silver fox i believe is the term im looking for. I stared into his blue grey eyes as i bit down gently on the end of my pen. He was the definition of dayzavoo I swear I had seen him before so majestic yet so intimidating. "It says here you still owe 25 hours of community service, how do you plan on completing this by Thurday"? I tossed my notebook aside and pushed his lamp off the desk as i climbed onto it permiscuously. He stared at the curves of my body as i grab him by the neck tie pulling him closer my legs wide open on the desk "i can't" he said as he attempted to get up to which i reponded yes you can as i grabed his ruged hands placing one on my hip and the other under my skirt. His hand quivered at the feeling of warmth coming from my pussy. I persuaded his hand to move up and down the silhouette of my plump pussy underneath my wet panties, and as i did i felt him grasp at my hip as if he was trying to hold on to reality. I grabed his chin and tryed to look in his eyes as if to lure him in. He pulled out of my grip repeated "i can't" as i grabed his belt and pulled him closer. I riped open his shirt and began kissing his cheast he turned to look down at me as i went lower and lower. Then Snap. I snaped out of my daydream realizing i bit the cap off my pen. I looked at Mr Tumbler who was starting at me from across his desk cluelessly. My face flushed with embarrassment i clawed at the armrest and shrugged my shoulders as if to pretend i had a clue about what he had just said. "I have a friends who works downtown covering up graffiti and such maby you can go help her and that would give you your 25hours" he said with a diabolical grin. Confused i quickly wrote down her information and rushed out before the intoxicating smell of the heat from my pussy reached his nose. I called the number he gave me but no answer. I waited for the beep so i could leave a brief message. Beeeep. "Hello this Message is for Mr. Danny i am one of Mr. Tumblers students i need 25hours of community service to complete my grad credits please give me a call back as soon as possible thank you". Felt like seconds but i looked down at as my pocket lite up i answered enthusiastically as if to flaunt my friendly work ethic. To my surprise the voice on the other end was a women "Hello this is Dani" she commented as she began to ask questions about me from how old i was to how many hours i needed. We settled on meeting on Whittier at 8:30am the next morning.The thought of meeting there fightened me abit from what i had heard those were the slumbs the "ghetto" the worst of the worst but i need the credit so i was going to grit my gums and follow though. Like i said nothing was going to stop me.