<b>Re: Miss Joy's Special Class (open)</b><br/><br/>Sitting in the center of the classroom was a young man of about 15 years. His legs had been propped up on the desk waiting for the teacher to arrive and by the time she walked in, he quickly set them down again. He wanted to look proper after all, even if this was a 'special course' or whatever that meant. He didn't know. And based on how hot the teacher looked, he didn't seem to care. Things were going to be pretty interesting for Soma as he gazed upon the buxom beauty. He wondered just what dream she might have come out of. Her breasts were huge, her thighs were full and the leggings she wore looked more like a second skin rather than a garment. And her red hair and lips looked like they could seduce just about anyone. Scince it appeared that no one else was going to greet the teacher, Soma decided to do it himself.<br/><br/>"I must say, it's a pleasure to meet you ma'am. Whatever you got to teach us here should be more fun with you around."