Chapter 17 My Teacher One
- My lust-addled brain swiftly reached a conclusion; his jeans needed to come off.
- Immediately.
- The top button was undone, his happy trail running from his bellybutton and disappearing down, like an arrow pointing to the Holy Grail. The prize in question was straining against its confines, and the idea that it was I who did this to him made me writhe underneath him.