Teaching the Student (Eeyore + Gnerdygirl)
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				Title: <strong>Teaching the Student (Eeyore + Gnerdygirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>19-12-2009, 18:33:08</strong>
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				Mr. Simon sat at his desk in the empty classroom. The new girl, Sasha, seemed to be having trouble with human anatomy for some reason. He wasn't sure why, but he had left a note on her last test to come and see him after classes today. He would have to tutor her, he thought, and a grin crossed his face at the thought.<br><br>Sasha was, of course, a recent transfer to the High School. She was extremely shy, dressing in dark clothing - almost a gothic look to her - but his experienced eye discerned the young, blossoming woman she tried to hide underneath. He planned on bringing that woman out to light, and these tutoring sessions would be how he did it. She was due to arrive any minute now.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching the Student (Eeyore + Gnerdygirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>20-12-2009, 21:33:53</strong>
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				Sasha was almost in tears when the last bell rang for the day. Mr. Simon wanted to see her; the note in red pencil on her last test only reinforced her failure. She'd never made a B. NEVER. Anatomy was a difficult subject and she'd even studied for the exam with extra attentiveness. That didn't change the fact that the percentage of this test score could lower her overall grade in the class from an A to a B and ruin her perfect high school academic career.<br><br>However, at least he seemed like he wanted to help her. She tried to remind herself of this as she made her way through the exodus of students, a slender, lonesome form moving against the crushing wave of Friday afternoon's kids leaving school for the week back towards the classroom corridors. It was a holiday weekend and even the students who had detention were pardoned until classes resumed in five days; no teacher wanted to stay behind, aching as much as their students for a break after mid-terms. Except Mr. Simon.<br><br>He was nice. Or very lonely, she mused as she sidestepped into the restroom. She used the toilet quickly but lingered in front of the mirror for a few quiet moments. She was skinny and pale, or so she constantly chided herself. Her newly-budded breasts were too large for her small frame, but unlike many girls of sixteen, at least her complexion was clear and smooth. She neatened the long braid of fair hair that hung down her back with a practiced hand and pushed her glasses up on the bridge of her nose. In her deep grey sweater and baggy jeans, she hoped she would present herself to her teacher as practical, business-like, and completely unlike other students, who saw high school as only a social occasion. If she could win his favor, maybe this would go smoother.<br><br>She shouldered a huge backpack and stepped back into the hallway, which was now almost completely empty. In a moment, she was standing before the lab door, tapping it lightly with her knuckles.<br><br>"Mr. Simon? It's Sasha. You wanted to see me?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching the Student (Eeyore + Gnerdygirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>20-12-2009, 21:45:51</strong>
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				The knock on the door breaks his thoughts and he quickly rises. It was the last day of classes and that meant 99% of people were headed home or had already left. He made up that 1% who remained. It was good timing too - he would be uninterrupted with her. He rises from his desk and opens the door, smiling at her. "Come on in, Sasha." He responds, closing - and locking - the door behind her.<br><br>"Please, have a seat." He motions to the chair that had been pulled up to his desk. "You do know why I have asked you to see me today?" He asks, sitting on the edge of his desk facing her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching the Student (Eeyore + Gnerdygirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>20-12-2009, 21:52:43</strong>
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				Sasha was incredibly shy around her peers, and even more so around anyone in a position of authority or expertise. The fact that she was alone with her teacher, and there were no other students here to divert his attention, almost crushed her. She made her way across the room as hesitantly as a fawn and heaved her heavy bag off her shoulder and to the floor.<br><br>She sat down obediently in the chair, unable to look at him. She stared at her lap, at the ceiling, out the window to the rime of snow barely crusting the almost-abandoned parking lot, at the lap tables just cleaned and gleaming under the flourescent lighting. She settled her eyes at last on a spot on his desk, a few inches from her own knees.<br><br>Her voice cracked, a tiny whisper she had to force out. She felt her face scorching in a violent blush. "Because I did badly on my test?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching the Student (Eeyore + Gnerdygirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>20-12-2009, 22:01:07</strong>
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				He smiles down at as she speaks. She was one student who rarely, if ever, spoke in class and seemed to do everything she could to not draw attention to herself. He didn't think it was just the fact that she was new in town, but also thought it was part of her nature. Her voice was soft and sweet and he found himself look at her pert, thin lips. He shakes his head to clear THAT thought of his head.<br><br>"Yes, its because you failed your test and at this rate you will fail the course. Your participation grade is the lowest in the course, as are your test scores. You should be happy that the days of publicly posting everyone's scores are long over." He slips off his desk and grabs a piece of paper, handing it to her. It was a picture of the human body - front and back - with lines pointing to all the muscles and bones, labeling all the bones and all the major muscle groups. The 'skin' had been peeled back to reveal the muscles on one side, the bones on the other - the classic unisex human anatomy. "This stuff is all very basic, Sasha, what seems to be your problem?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching the Student (Eeyore + Gnerdygirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>20-12-2009, 22:10:27</strong>
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				Sasha shook her head slowly, almost in tears as she looked over the sheet he held out. "I don't know! I've never made anything less than an A since I started high school!"<br><br>The girl hung her head, her chin almost grazing the high neckline of her sweater. "I don't know what to do! I've never had trouble before like this, and I've been studying like crazy! If I don't ace this class, I won't get my summer study at Brown! I wanted to be a doctor but now I'm not so sure!"<br><br>She sounded completely, utterly miserable.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching the Student (Eeyore + Gnerdygirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>20-12-2009, 22:15:21</strong>
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				It sounded pitiful, the words coming out of her mouth. He knew immediately that she was trying her hardest but for whatever reason she just wasn't getting the subject under control. But he knew exactly how to help her, how to get her to focus and remember certain parts of human anatomy. She got most of the bones right but it was the location of muscles that she was getting wrong.<br><br>"Stand up." He says, motioning for her to do so. "I have an idea, a way perhaps that can get you to remember the parts of the human body. Depending on your <em>effort</em> you put into this idea, you can get anywhere from a passing grade to an 'A'...it all depends, of course."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching the Student (Eeyore + Gnerdygirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>20-12-2009, 22:17:39</strong>
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				Sasha looked up to him finally, her eyes huge and shining. "You're kidding. I figured there was no way to save this semester... Thank you!"<br><br>She stood up immediately and with so much enthusiasm she almost overturned the chair behind her. "What do I do?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching the Student (Eeyore + Gnerdygirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>20-12-2009, 22:32:38</strong>
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				He grins. Her enthusiasm was reassuring. "Well, I've decided the best way for you to learn is with a little hands-on teaching, just me and you, one-on-one." He pauses, picking her up his notepad that had all the things she had gotten wrong written down on it. "Where to start? Oh," He says, looking at her. "Take your sweater off - that way it'll be easier to find all the muscles we are looking for. Each person is slightly different - some muscles are more defined then others." He says softly, like it was something completely normal to do.<br><br>He was wearing a button down shirt and slacks, along with a belt. His toned, but not overly so, form was well framed by the loose fitting shirt. He liked to keep in shape, despite being over two times as old as her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching the Student (Eeyore + Gnerdygirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>21-12-2009, 01:39:59</strong>
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				She wished at that moment that she was anywhere on the planet but here. Her face was hot in embarrassment as she shook her head. <br><br>"I can't. I'm not wearing anything under it." She stepped back a little from him, keeping her eyes on the toes of her sneakers.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching the Student (Eeyore + Gnerdygirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>21-12-2009, 01:46:24</strong>
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				"Even better." He responds, smiling down at her. "We'll be able to find the muscles easier that way. Look, I'll even take my shirt off too so that you can find the male-equivalent muscles easier too." He takes a step towards her. "It'll be much easier this way, trust me. No one will see us." He says, already reaching for the top button on his shirt.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching the Student (Eeyore + Gnerdygirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>21-12-2009, 03:39:18</strong>
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				She stepped back from him, almost tripping over the hems of her pants. "I.. really can't do that."<br><br>Her face was pale as she glanced back over her shoulder to the door. "I should go. I'm sorry to waste your time."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching the Student (Eeyore + Gnerdygirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>21-12-2009, 03:49:42</strong>
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				He smiles down at her, reaching out with his hand to grab her gently by the shoulder, his shirt half unbuttoned. "Sasha, its fine, trust me. Its the only way you'll learn where all the muscle groups are - you've got most of the bones down fine. Its always easier to learn when its with the real thing and not some sketchy image in a book." He pauses. "You do want that A don't you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching the Student (Eeyore + Gnerdygirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>21-12-2009, 19:11:54</strong>
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				<em>"You do want that A don't you?"</em><br><br>It was just a letter. But it was a letter that could make or break her entire academic history in high school. Her class advisor told her that she could easily be valedictorian, even with her transfer credits, and if she participated in the summer internship the school had lined up for her, she could have her choice of any college in the country.<br><br>Besides, Mr. Simon seemed like a good guy. She'd never heard a single&nbsp; whispered rumor that he drank or fooled around on his wife among the other kids, and high schoolers were nothing if not factories of gossip on every imaginable subject. He had to mean this in an innocent way; there was scandal in the news it seemed weekly about the trouble teachers could get into by messing around with their underaged students. Even though it was weird, she could completely understand why he couldn't use this particular teaching method with an entire class. She had a feeling that the parents would see him fired for even suggesting such a thing, and she certainly would NEVER mention something like this to her own folks.<br><br>With a soft sigh, she turned away from his touch. If it helped her grade for him to see her plain, little-girl cotton bra in the process, that was his loss. Sasha took a deep breath and quickly stripped off her sweater, folding her arms over her chest right away in case her flimsy bra was in any way transparent, and kept her eyes on the far wall. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching the Student (Eeyore + Gnerdygirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>21-12-2009, 19:57:44</strong>
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				"Good..." he says, momentarily distracted by her taught stomach and her very full breasts. She did well concealing them with her clothes and wasn't wearing the typical 'sexy' bra most girls her age were into. He began to wonder if she was still a virgin or not and decided that she probably was. He quickly unbuttons the rest of his shirt, removing it and placing it on the back of his chair before turning to face her.<br><br>His chest was lightly haired, the muscles toned but not defined like younger men. He was good looking, handsome, and in shape. Several girls had crushes on him but Sasha was the first to see him this naked. "Now, lets start with the easy anatomy. Extend your biceps and triceps." He says, waiting for her to do so.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching the Student (Eeyore + Gnerdygirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>21-12-2009, 20:19:00</strong>
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				Sasha blinked. She almost turned on her heel and walked out of the classroom right then, even leaving her things behind. She cleared her throat, the sound a little dry squeak of something like anguish.<br><br>A few moments passed. The only sound was her soft breath and the rustle of her remaining clothing as she dropped her arms to her sides, holding them slightly out to display the shape of the muscles of her inner, upper arms. She stared at the floor, focusing on a chip in the waxy gloss of the tile. Her blush crept all the way up to her hairline as she realized her nipples were clearly hard through the thin cotton of her bra. Why was it so institutionally damned chilly in here?<br><br>"Um... is this okay?" Her voice was a bare whisper and she really hoped she wouldn't make even more of an ass of herself and cry from embarassment.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching the Student (Eeyore + Gnerdygirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>21-12-2009, 20:42:25</strong>
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				"Perfect." He says, letting his eyes drop to the hard little nipples straining against her bra. "Now, come over here and touch my...trapezius." He says, remaining motionless so he doesn't give away which body part he was referring too. If she knew her muscles, she'd have to move around behind him and touch the muscle that ran to the interior of the shoulder blade.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching the Student (Eeyore + Gnerdygirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>21-12-2009, 20:48:33</strong>
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				Sasha took a slow breath, her mind racing through hundreds and thousands of terms she'd heard and learned with ease in the past. She shook her head and hazarded a guess, stepping close enough to brush a shaking fingertip over his abdomen, just above his navel.<br><br>"There? I.. don't know." She hid her face in her hands, very close to crying now. "I'm sorry. I can't think.. like this. I should go." Her voice was muffled and plainly pained.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching the Student (Eeyore + Gnerdygirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>21-12-2009, 20:59:50</strong>
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				He pulls her smaller body against his as she is on the verge of crying, wrapping his arms around her smaller body and pressing her against his stomach and chest. "Shh...shh..." He tries to sooth her, rubbing his large hands over her back. "Don't think about it too hard. The trapezius is here." He adds, sliding his hands to either side of her bra strap that ran over her shoulders. He presses a little more firmly against her body. "Think of a trapezoid - its basically that shape on your back."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching the Student (Eeyore + Gnerdygirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>21-12-2009, 21:10:51</strong>
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				Sasha went completely still in his arms except for an almost humming tenseness in her muscles. She'd really never been physically close to many people before and now she was forced to feel his skin against her own and smell the warmth of his chest so close to her face. She heard him, felt his hands on her back, but found it almost impossible to concentrate. If she could just keep her mind on what he was teaching her, she'd certainly remember this well...<br><br>"Okay," she whispered and tried to pull away. "I get it. But really.. I should go. This isn't right."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching the Student (Eeyore + Gnerdygirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>21-12-2009, 21:20:01</strong>
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				He lets her pull away but shakes his head. "You'll have no chance if you go. I'm sure you'll remember things much better this way, being able to associate the feel and look of each muscle. Its muscle memory, in a sense." He says with a grin. "Now...why don't you touch my...Serratus Anterior." He says, completely at ease with the situation and her hard, pointy nipples that still stood out through her bra.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching the Student (Eeyore + Gnerdygirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>21-12-2009, 21:22:43</strong>
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				Sasha's mind was completely blank. She wasn't even convinced he hadn't just made up the term. She inched back to allow herself plenty of space and thought very hard.<br><br>With a sigh, she shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe..." She poked him in the chest, just to one side of his sternum. "I feel dumb without my shirt on. I can't think."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching the Student (Eeyore + Gnerdygirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>21-12-2009, 21:40:25</strong>
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				He chuckles at her comment and fakes an 'ow' as she pokes him. "Close." he says with a grin. "But think of the Anterior - really the posterior, but you know how funny these terms are." He takes her hand and places it just above his hip. "Right there." He says, pressing her hand against the spot while moving his other hand to press against her. "Sort of above the kidney, on the front side."<br><br>He would have said 'well, you can't be any dumber with it off' but thought that would send her crying. Instead, he says. "You just need to focus a little more. Our bodies really aren't much different from each others - just different shapes and sizes beyond the obvious sexual differences."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching the Student (Eeyore + Gnerdygirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>21-12-2009, 23:26:50</strong>
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				She offered him a half-smile, relaxing a fraction even though his touch set her a bit more off-center. "I'm sorry. I really appreciate you doing this."<br><br>She drew her hand back quickly, hoping she wasn't too fast and coming across as being rude. "Do the.. sexual differences make a huge different in the anatomical structure?" She was trying to be very studious and attentive but in actuality her face was burning brightly again.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching the Student (Eeyore + Gnerdygirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>21-12-2009, 23:34:46</strong>
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				"Visually, yes." He responds, trying to contain his grin. He doesn't remove his hand immediately from her. Instead, he takes a step closer to her. "Let me show you." He says, reaching around with one hand, expertly unclasping her bra clasp with just three fingers. Both his hands move quickly to the strap where it crossed over her shoulders, holding her bra in place despite the slack in it. "Trust me Sasha...this is going to be the best way you for to learn. You don't need to be shy about it - i've seen it all before and there are plenty of pictures in the books." He says, not removing her bra yet.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching the Student (Eeyore + Gnerdygirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>21-12-2009, 23:46:29</strong>
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				"Th-thi-" She stammered in a whisper, shrinking away from him just a fraction before trying again. "This can't be right. I can't do.."<br><br>She reached around behind her back to refasten her bra, but her hands were trembling so much she couldn't manage the clasp. Her breasts were pushed out even more by the movement and she bit her lip in frustration and embarrassment. This was NOT going as she expected. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching the Student (Eeyore + Gnerdygirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>21-12-2009, 23:51:41</strong>
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				"Sasha, its ok." He says, dropping his hands from the strap to pull her arms back down. Her breasts looked absolutely wonderful, even with the concealing bra on them. Pulling her arms to the side, however, lets the straps slip over her shoulder, the bra cups sinking down enough to reveal most of the curve of her breasts. "The human body has been studied like this for years. Its how they're able to make such accurate drawings of all the body parts and muscles and other anatomy."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching the Student (Eeyore + Gnerdygirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>22-12-2009, 17:50:19</strong>
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				An A. Everything the girl hoped for hung on this damned grade. She wanted to go ino medicine, and if she couldn't ace a simple beginning anatomy course, she'd never make it! Aside from the suspicion that her grade relied on showing Mr. Simon her breasts, she hoped that he was being sincere in his desire to help her learn. She'd never struggled with course work before and only her desperation drove her to remain in the room with him.<br><br>She stood docilely, unsure what she was supposed to do as her bra slipped completely off, revealing her blushing nipples. She turned her face aside. Sasha had never been naked in front of anyone aside from her mom or a doctor; this was almost too much to bear. <br><br>"Um..." She burst into tears.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching the Student (Eeyore + Gnerdygirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>23-12-2009, 02:51:00</strong>
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				Sasha had a pair of the most wonderful looking tits he had ever seen, revealed as her bra fell completely away. He almost forgot himself for a moment but then she had burst back into tears. He didn't know why she was so ashamed of herself. He quietly pulls her to himself, sitting down on his chair before pulling her into his lap. She'd be able to bury her face against his naked chest, one of his arms supporting her around her back, hand rest on her shoulder, while his other arm lay across her lap, hand resting on her thigh.<br><br>"Shh...Sasha...there is no need for tears." He murmurs softly. He couldn't help but feel her tender, round ass pressing against his crotch. "Do you want me to teach you about the differences, so you can better know the material next time?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching the Student (Eeyore + Gnerdygirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>23-12-2009, 02:54:10</strong>
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				"I'm sorry! I can't help it! This is just so.. wrong!" <br><br>Her body was tense and stony in his arms. She did take advantage of his shoulder to hide her face from him; he sounded so kind and concerned, holding her like this and trying to convince her it was in fact okay to be half-naked in front of her teacher. The very concept of the situation was intoxicating and horrible at the same time.<br><br>"I'm not going to learn anything like this. I'll take my grade. I should go." Wiping her eyes, she sat up a little straighter. "Thanks, though."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching the Student (Eeyore + Gnerdygirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>23-12-2009, 02:59:57</strong>
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				He could understand why she was so tense in his arms and he could feel her tears drop against him. "No." He responds, a little more sternly. "You'll learn a lot from this approach, trust me Sasha. When I was your age, this was the best way I found to learn where all the parts are, being able to think back to the experience when it came time for the test. I associated touch and certain feelings to each muscle." He reaches down, taking her hand, pressing here palm over his chest - his nipple pressing softly against the palm of her warm, soft hand. "This is the pectoral muscle." He says, causing it to flex under her touch. "Also called the 'pect'..." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching the Student (Eeyore + Gnerdygirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>23-12-2009, 03:32:09</strong>
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				Sasha gasped softly, peeking at where his hand covered her own. She half-smiled. "A little bit different than mine. How did you do that? I can't move mine."<br><br>She blinked, realizing how dumb she must have just sounded. Here she was sitting topless in teacher's lap spouting idiotic crap. He would never be able to respect her intelligence after this.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching the Student (Eeyore + Gnerdygirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>23-12-2009, 04:53:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He chuckles at her comment. "Its part of the differences between ours." He says, sliding his hand up to cup one of her full breasts, giving it a firm squeeze. "See...yours is covered by a much fuller, more more sensitive breast." He rubs his thumb over her nipple. "See how yours reacts to touch?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching the Student (Eeyore + Gnerdygirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>23-12-2009, 07:05:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sasha caught her breath in a sharp hiss as his hand rolled over her breast and nipple. She was amazed at how such a simple carress could ignite her entire body, but now it was very clear how wrong this situation truly was.<br><br>Her eyes were heavy and glazed in arousal, but she was a sensible girl, enough that she tried to wriggle from her lap.<br><br>"I really should go..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching the Student (Eeyore + Gnerdygirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>23-12-2009, 15:37:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiles as her nipple hardens over her touch and he presses his hand more firmly against her breast, caressing it gently. He held her in place even as she wiggled against him. All that wiggling was starting to have an effect on him, causing his loins to stir. If she wasn't careful, she'd cause him to become very hard under her.<br><br>He ignores her word. "The female body does have a pectoral, but its hidden behind the breast and is generally not as powerful as the male pectoral." He continues, massaging her breast now. "What are some of the more obvious differences between the male and female pectoral regions, Sasha?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching the Student (Eeyore + Gnerdygirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>24-12-2009, 01:43:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sasha swallowed almost audibly. She had a creeping fear that he wasn't going to let her leave here just yet. There was nobody left in the school to hear her if she cried out in panic for help, not that she would and reveal to anyone else on earth her current state!<br><br>She tried to focus on what Mr. Simon was saying instead of on the feeling of his touch on her breast. Her arousal and her discomfort were making it hard for her to have rational thoughts.<br><br>"Um... sensitivity?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching the Student (Eeyore + Gnerdygirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>29-12-2009, 22:01:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He grins at her response, his own arousal starting to poke up at her rear, out of his control now as his hand slides to her other breast. "Yes...sensitivity is one difference." He responds, thumbing over her nipple before giving it a gentle tweak, watching as it hardens under his touch. "What else have you noticed as being different...mine compared to yours?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching the Student (Eeyore + Gnerdygirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>18-02-2010, 01:09:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She couldn't help herself as his fingers moved over her nipple; she cried out, clenching her teeth, as his soft tweak sent a scorching blush over all of her exposed skin. Sasha knew she had to leave NOW, before things went very, very wrong here. But his touch made her feel almost drunk, dizzy, completely unlike she'd ever felt before in her life. She could barely hold her eyes open, wanting only more and more of his touches in places she'd never dreamed of sharing before.<br><br>The girl shifted a bit away from the growing hardness in her teacher's lap. She knew absolutely nothing beyond the basic functions of sex and in the back of her mind she worried she would somehow crush or hurt that part of him with her weight. Practicality was telling her to get up and leave, but something ached in her lower belly with such devouring hunger that she couldn't force herself to stand up. She was afraid her trembling legs would drop her in the floor anyway.<br><br>Finally, some part of her brain recognized his question and she reached up to gently move his hand from her breast. "Um..." Her words were a whispery stammer. "The... shape?" Her breath was shamefully hot and fast as she closed her eyes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching the Student (Eeyore + Gnerdygirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>18-02-2010, 16:21:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The moan and the blush on her face clearly let him know he had tweaked her nipple just right, that the shame she was feeling had been replaced with pleasure. She shifted away from his growing hardness but instead of pulling her back he decide he shouldn't overwhelm her completely with such feelings.<br><br>He lets her move his hand down away from her breasts as she responds. "Yes, thats another difference." He slides both hands up to cup her full breasts. "Yours are very full, perky...can be likened to fruit." His thumbs rub briefly over her erect nipples before dropping his hands down onto hers. He guides her to his chest. "How would describe mine? How are they different in shape to yours?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching the Student (Eeyore + Gnerdygirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>18-02-2010, 21:52:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sasha's eyes grew wide as he moved his hands from her breasts. She shook her head, clearing her throat as she tried to catch her breath. <br><br>Her own touch on his chest was feathery and shy and she would have pulled away if he hadn't placed her hands there himself. She bit her lower lip delicately as his warmth crept through her fingertips.<br><br>"Um... much... harder." She knew her face had to be burning so bright red he had to be able to guess at her state of arousal.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching the Student (Eeyore + Gnerdygirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>19-02-2010, 15:53:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiles at her, her small hands warm on his skin. "Yes, much harder due to the mostly muscle interior. Female anatomy clearly differs there." He moves his hands back to her breasts, giving them a nice firm squeeze. "Mostly due to their use in nursing babies and the like. Female breasts, covering their pectorial muscles, are also much more sensitive." He rubs his thumbs over those hard nipples once more. "They respond to all sorts of stimulus, and vary on how much pressure feels god. For example..." He leans forward, dropping his mouth down to her breast, lips closing around one nipple.<br><br>He gently sucks it into his mouth, lavishing his tongue over the sweet little bud, before slowly pulling away, letting it pop out of his mouth. "Compare that, to how this feels." He presses his mouth over her other nipple, taking it into his mouth once more, this time grazing his teeth over it before nipping at it, then pulling away to see her reaction.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching the Student (Eeyore + Gnerdygirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>19-02-2010, 21:28:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sasha cried out quietly in surprise and pleasure as his mouth found the first nipple; his treatment of the other brought a hiss of bliss to her lips. Her little fingernails bit into his chest as she pushed herself back from him, her eyes wide but dark and heavy in desire.<br><br>"I r-really... can't..." She seemed unsure what to say as she began sliding off his lap. "Um..." Her knees were weak and she could barely remember exactly what they were doing here, since her mind was so clouded with an overwhelming rush of sexual want. She hoped very much that he couldn't tell exactly how strong his effect was on her; she had a suspicion her panties were already almost soaked.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching the Student (Eeyore + Gnerdygirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>22-02-2010, 17:54:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His mouth breaks contact with her as she pulls away. His arms around her waist remain firm around her waist though, pulling her back onto his lap, his arousal pressing against her once more. "Perhaps I need to focus my attention on them a little longer then." He says, cupping her breast in one hand, rubbing his thumb over her hardened nipple before he leans back down.<br><br>He kisses her breast this time, sucking on it, nipping it gently, before running his tongue along it. He quickly trails down to her nipple, running the tip of his tongue around it in smaller and smaller circles until it rubs over her nipple, back and forth. He sucks it into his mouth between his lips, tongue continuing to rub over it before he finally grazes his teeth over her nipple, tugging it with a little more firmness. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching the Student (Eeyore + Gnerdygirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>22-02-2010, 23:49:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She knew at this point it was too late to try to be modest or observe more appropriate boundaries with her teacher; she'd gotten into this herself and wasn't entirely sure she wanted to get back out.<br><br>As he teased her breasts, toying with her nipples and bringing little cries of pleasure to her lips, Sasha couldn't help wrapping her arms tightly around his shoulders. Her little nails bit into his skin as he skimmed his teeth over her nipple. The little echo of pain was just enough to bring the sweetness of the sensation out to the fullest. She presses her ass against his hardness with a grinding motion, not even aware she was doing it as she buried her face against his neck to kiss it softly.<br><br>"That's.. nice," she whispered.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching the Student (Eeyore + Gnerdygirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>01-03-2010, 16:57:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He felt her arms wrap around him, nails digging into his flesh even as she nuzzled against him. He felt her lips giving him little kisses as he focused on her breasts. Then her tight little ass began to grind against his hardness. He moans softly at the feeling, the added pressure sending shards of pleasure through his body.<br><br>His mouth continues to toy with her breasts, moving from one to the other, sucking and licking and nipping. One hand massages her breasts as the other drops down onto her lap, starting to slide along her jeans against her inner thigh, moving closer and closer to her sex. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching the Student (Eeyore + Gnerdygirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>04-03-2010, 23:09:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She was clearly beyond being reasonable about all of this as her teacher's hand slipped between her thighs. Sasha watched herself from behind some curtain of lust, unable to control her body, as she parted her own legs and shamelessly thrust herself against his touch. In some small way she was so mortified and shocked by what was happening that she was almost on the verge of panic; her whole body began shivering in a mixture of excitement and fear as she pressed herself against him.<br><br>"Please..." Her voice was a tiny whisper among the ragged gasps. She wasn't sure if she was begging him to stop or to give her more.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Teaching the Student (Eeyore + Gnerdygirl)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>08-03-2010, 19:35:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mr. Simon on the other hand was clearly becoming consumed by lust, his own hardness straining for release as she pressed herself against him. Of course, what they were doing was wrong on so many levels but he did not mind at all! His hand on her leg finally slides between her legs, rubbing firmly over her crotch, feeling the heat from her pussy soaking through her jeans. <br><br>His mouth continues to toy and tease her fully breasts, nipping and sucking ceaselessly on her perk nipples. His teeth graze over her nipples, then he holds them only with his lips, sucking on them, his tongue lashing across the hardened buds. His other hand strokes along her bare back now. 
			</dd>
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