“Good to have you back Ronald, we’ve already started the group material. You’ll have to pair up with Jessie Gibson. Everyone else has already paired up.” Mr. Robertson said gesturing to an empty seat next to an unfamiliar girl. Shit Jessie.
“Thanks.” He looked back to Jessie and… well. It didn’t really succeed. She wasn’t the porno woman but she was close. He should have exercised greater discipline. The girl that was now Jessie Gibson looked up meeting his eyes before gesturing him over.
Well, something worked. She looked mixed race, lightly tanned white Asian. The letterman jacket hugged her form and definitely wouldn’t close over those tits. Those were bigger than that image right? His imagination again. She wore a camisole very similar to the one the woman was wearing.
As he walked over he could even see the exact same thong sticking up past the waist of dark gray jeans. He completely forgot about that part. And the jeans weren’t much. Full of holes with creamy soft flesh inside them, the only barrier was an almost non-existent set of fishnets. Each square of the fish netting could fit a quarter in them. He slipped into the sight next to her.
“You’re back.” Jessie declared. The voice was still sensual but it took more of a backseat to how present, and sharp her voice sounded. If that made any sense.
“I am.”
“Good,” Jessie slipped a hand onto Ronald’s thigh. Oh God. He shuddered and flinched away. His hopes that she wasn’t a slut decreased significantly.
“Oh sorry.” Jessie apologized immediately retracting her hand, “I must have misread things. Uhh… please forget this.” Ronald looked over and she looked genuinely concerned.
“You really shouldn’t be doing that in class,” Ronald said, not really sure what else to say.
Jessie’s face grew a little brighter, “Of course. I am really sorry. Maybe we should get started.” She turned back to her work, heat filling her cheeks.
