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I walked into the small office. There were papers scattered on the floor and various surfaces around the room. The stacks of old books lining the walls of the room made it look much smaller than it actually was. An old oak desk, pushed up against the back wall, took up the majority of the space. I tried to avoid my teachers eyes as I scanned the room for something to focus on besides her. *quot;You can have a seat*quot; She said as she motioned to the wooden chair in front of her. She clearly had composed herself by then and sounded rather confident. She was swiveling side to side in the black leather chair waiting for me to sit. I found the chair and sort of fell down Sex hikayeleri on the uncomfortable seat. I crossed my legs, which probably was pointless considering she had seen me completely naked only a few minutes before now. I cleared my throat, tried my hardest not to throw up and managed to choke out a few works. *quot;Umm, so you wanted to see me?*quot;* *quot;Yes, I called you in here, didn't I? We need to talk about... well, what I just walked in on.*quot; I didn't know how much trouble I was going to be getting in. This wasn't exactly covered in the school handbook. Maybe she wouldn't tell anyone and we would just be able to let this go. Unfortunately, Sikiş hikayeleri I had a strange feeling it wasn't going anywhere. I sort of grumbled in response, which sent her into action. *quot;It's perfectly normal for girls your age to experience sexual arousal and attraction and it's perfectly natural for girls to masturbate. However there are times and places that are much more appropriate for pleasuring oneself than in a library while working on homework. You must be wondering if I am going to tell anyone or get you into any sort of trouble. I just want you to know that I won't be telling anyone, and I guess this can be our little Erotik hikaye secret. I hope this can serve as some sort of lesson so that you don't do something like this in the future. Not that I didn't enjoy what I saw, but something like that can never happen again.*quot; At that last comment, my head shot up. I looked at her, straight into her crystal blue eyes. I scanned my brain, wondering if I had in fact misheard her. She couldn't have possibly enjoyed it, could she have? Isn't that so wrong, I mean she was my history teacher. *quot;Ms. Silverman... did I just hear you say that you...*quot; My voice trailed off. I was obviously too scared to tell her what I really wanted to say. She saw right through me and let me know with a bright smile. *quot;Oh honey, of course I enjoyed it, and from the looks of it you were really enjoying yourself too.*quot; This was completely unbelievable. She was obviously crossing many lines by saying such a thing.