Pass or Fail [ Analise && kasen03 ]
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				Title: <strong>Pass or Fail [ Analise &amp;&amp; kasen03 ]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Analise</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 20:08:13</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 0.7em;" class="bbc_size">"Samantha, I need to see you after class."<br><br>The brunette haired girl sunk low in her desk. She knew why Mr. Durden needed to see her and she was not happy about it. Biting her lip, she stared at the clock with soft blue eyes and she prayed she was passing this class. This stupid science class was the only class she was failing and it was because she was no good at science. It was just too much for her to grasp and comprehend.<br><br>A loud bell signaled the end of class and slowly, Samantha got up and walked towards Mr. Durden's desk. She stood at five feet two inches tall and she had to weigh about one hundred or so pounds. The female was petite and since she didn't have amazingly large breasts, she was able to stay in small t-shirt and size 2 jeans. Today she wore a simple black t-shirt and torn up jeans. Fingerless gloves covered her wrist to the first knuckle on her fingers and Converse were on her feet.<br><br>"Yes Mr. Durden?" Her voice was soft and meek.<br><br>"You're failing my class Miss Ashcroft."<br><br>The girl winced. She knew she had been failing. The teacher spoke again.<br><br>"We have a partner project coming up and I purpose you find someone who is passing this class to help you with it. Do not pick one of your friends." His emphasis on 'not' let her know he was serious. Samantha just nodded and went back to her desk to get her things and run to lunch. Now what was she supposed to do? She didn't know anyone out of that class. Pouting, she made her way into the lunch room and she sat alone since none of her close friends had this lunch period with her.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pass or Fail [ Analise &amp;&amp; kasen03 ]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 20:25:26</strong>
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				Stefan found out through a friend of a friend who was working in the back of the lab after class about Samantha`s little `talk`with Professeur Durden.&nbsp; `You should go and be her lab partner` his friend pushed..<br><br>yeah..right..him.&nbsp; Geeks ran with Geeks.. the Preps with Preps.. etc.&nbsp; And Samantha..she was nice, but she seemed to run on the edge of the freaks.&nbsp; Not the full blown ones with safety pins in their eyebrows.. or the kind that keep getting suspended for using drugs at the school dances.. although she was friends with those sort.<br><br>So..after class, Stefan gulped..and found himself approaching 'that' crowd.&nbsp; Gulping, he walked up to her, and waited for her attention.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pass or Fail [ Analise &amp;&amp; kasen03 ]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Analise</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 20:38:10</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 0.7em;" class="bbc_size">A few guys had come over to talk to Sam while she had been alone. They were the goth kids and she was really good friends with their girlfriends. As Stefan approached, one told Samantha it looked like she had a visitor. Turning around, the brunette flashed Stefan a bright smile and she stood up to greet him. The other guys left, leaving the nerd and her alone.<br><br>"Hey Stefan." They had that stupid science class together and he was passing it with both hands tied behind his back. Lucky.<br><br>"What're you doing over here? I thought you'd be like...studying or something..." She blushed softly as she sterotyped the boy, but he did always seem to be doing something of that nature. Even so, Sam smiled at him again and she wondered who had put him up to this.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pass or Fail [ Analise &amp;&amp; kasen03 ]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 20:57:53</strong>
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				Even if he wasn't studying..he'd be playing or working on roleplaying games..which to the outside looked weird..or like studying..or both.&nbsp; Or he'd be sitting on his hacked PSP..where he had installed Linux.&nbsp; Right now, he was standing infront of the cliff..and while the two of them were standing alone in the hall, the 'meeting' of the differnet cliques was drawing some attention.&nbsp; Other 'freaks' were watching incase the little geek tried something.&nbsp; Other geeks not aware of what Stefan was doing were....wondering what the hell Stefan was doing.&nbsp; And the preps were watching..always keen on the latest gossip..even if it was just to be nasty to both parties behind their backs.<br><br>"Yeah..well.." he squirmed abit.&nbsp; He looked into himself and found some nerve.&nbsp; "Listen..Sam..antha." he paused..then realized he wasn't friendly enough to just call her Sam. "I heard that you need ..err... a study partner for Durden's final assignment."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pass or Fail [ Analise &amp;&amp; kasen03 ]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Analise</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 21:03:28</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 0.7em;" class="bbc_size">She couldn't help but giggle softly as he said her name in two parts like he was unsure if he could call her Sam or not. When he mentioned the project, everything clicked and she looked at him like he was God or something. "I do. Oh please tell me you're going to help. I'd do anything to pass that class." Even if that meant have two cliques come together like this. It was odd for two people from different cliques to do anything together, but it was just a school assignment. <br><br>Not only that, Stefan was two years younger than Samantha and yet he was better at science than she would ever be. That made her slightly embarrassed, but at least he was willing to help. "Do you know what the project is about?" Most of the time he knew assignments before the rest of the class did because Professor Durden loved him so much.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pass or Fail [ Analise &amp;&amp; kasen03 ]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 21:11:51</strong>
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				Stefan was alittle overwhelmed by her enthuastic response.&nbsp; He blushed and took a half step back.. and true to what his buddy said.. she said she'd do anything.&nbsp; When she asked..he couldn't help but scoff..as if the schoolwork wasn't nearly as hard as it was approaching her.<br><br>"The assignment..ooh..yeah..of course.. It's just a comparative research analysis of String Theory versus Quantum Gravitation.&nbsp; But..like it's not like we can do any of the math.. just read some books..change the words into our own..and it's done." he blushes.."It's not like we're going for the nobel prize..it's just some dumb project... but I thought..umm.. that you'd maybe not want to partner with Jill..and would consider..umm.. me." <br><br>He waits for her reaction.. "Umm..the library here..it pretty much sucks.&nbsp; How about instead we go to the public library this weekend.. up on the 3rd floor.. we can book one of those small study rooms.&nbsp; 2?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pass or Fail [ Analise &amp;&amp; kasen03 ]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Analise</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 21:19:41</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 0.7em;" class="bbc_size">When he told her what the assigment was about, she got this look on his face like he had just been speaking French or something. She noticed the blush and smiled at him cutely. "Well, Durden said I couldn't pair up with any friends, so, I'll pick you." Sam took a step towards him to close the gap between them a little more. The girl grabs his hand and pulls a small pen from her pocket. She scribbles her cell phone number on the back of his hand and she looks up at him with those soft blue eyes.<br><br>"Just give me a call any time and this weekend sounds great." Lucky for them it was Friday. "How about we meet tomorrow? Could you book the room? I tend to forget to do things like that." She rubbed the back of her head nervously and then pocketed the pen once more. The bell rang and Samantha walked by Stefan. <br><br>"Thanks again!" She was halfway to the door when she had to run back and grab her things that she had left behind. Sam just ran off again without another word, embarrassed by her scatterbrained nature.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pass or Fail [ Analise &amp;&amp; kasen03 ]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>31-08-2009, 02:51:49</strong>
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				Stefan was caught alittle surprised as Sam stepped forward, and wrote her cell number on his hand.&nbsp; His mind was just going over how soft her hands were...how she smelt standing so close.&nbsp; He nodded his head... yeah he would book it.. heck he was still beside himself that she'd be studying with him.<br><br>When she left..he got to thinking.&nbsp; Doh..what a dough-head... she's of course going to make him do nearly everything.&nbsp; he got to thinking about what his friend...what she said.&nbsp; she'd do anything.<br><br>anything.<br><br>He left..making the booking using his blackberry on the library website..then for the next night spends it fantasizing about Samantha.<br><br>The next day he takes his laptop..and on a whim..a small digial camera.. waiting at the library.&nbsp; He's taken the initative to get a table-worth of books..and sits waiting in the private booth.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pass or Fail [ Analise &amp;&amp; kasen03 ]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Analise</strong> on <strong>31-08-2009, 22:33:59</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 0.7em;" class="bbc_size">Samantha had gone through the rest of her classes relieved that Stefan was going to help her with this project. If she could pass this class, she would have a perfect 4.0 to graduate with.<br><br>That night, she left her iPhone on and by her pillow just in case he was going to call her. When he didn't, she turned it off and fell asleep quickly. Her dreams were odd and slightly surprising, but Sam thought nothing of them.<br><br>The next morning, she awoke, showered, dressed and rushed to library. He had left her a text message on her phone and she had gotten it only half an hour before she was supposed to meet him. Samantha drove over the speed limit and she peeled out while stealing a spot from someone. <br><br>Running up the stairs, she asked where Stefan was and the librarian showed her. Samantha rushed into the room and she blushed heavily. "Hey Stefan. I'm so sorry I'm late." She was panting heavily as she walked into the room and sat down. Today's outfit was a black skirt and a white tank top. She wore her hair in pigtails and wore eyeshadow and lipgloss as her only makeup. Sam smiled at him and sat back, looking at the books and his laptop.<br><br>"So, where do we begin?"</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pass or Fail [ Analise &amp;&amp; kasen03 ]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>01-09-2009, 06:26:42</strong>
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				He was dressed in some sortof T-shirt with a dorky dragon on it..it was faded and said GenCon '05 across the bottom.&nbsp; Wearing Jeans, and his hair was styled back.. basically the typical geek trying to groom themselves nice, and failing utterly.<br><br>"I was wondering if you were going to leave this for me to do myself." he frowned quickly.. no..don't offer that..it was quite obvious between them that this would be happening.&nbsp; He looked to the door behind her, standing and moving over to pull a chair out..then when she moved from the door, he closed it.<br><br>"Listen.. Sam...antha.&nbsp; Let's be...really honest k?"&nbsp; He gulped..having thought about this all night.&nbsp; His friends would NEVER believe what he was about to propose.<br><br>"We both know.. well..I can write this paper in my sleep.&nbsp; And you... I don't know why you took advanced Physics.. I guess it looked good on a transcript or something." he blushes..not wanting to come off accusatory.<br><br>"Sorry..I didn't mean it that way.&nbsp; What I mean is.." he bites his lip, then moves to sit down beside her.<br><br>"I'll .. do the research.. if you.. do something for me.&nbsp; I know.. I'm proposing is...cheating..but no one would ever have to know. If I told..then we'd both get in trouble." he gulped..and then reached over for his book-bag to slide out his digital camera.<br><br>"I'd like.. umm..you know.. to take some pictures of you." his eyes sortof lit up..and this entire time..it's been obvious that he's never quite had the nerve to look her in the face, but every chance he gets his eyes dance and glint over her body.. like a moth flirting with flame.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pass or Fail [ Analise &amp;&amp; kasen03 ]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Analise</strong> on <strong>01-09-2009, 06:31:31</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 0.7em;" class="bbc_size">A frown came over her features and she shook her head. "No. I'm going to help you." She didn't like the fact that he thought she was going to make him do all of the work. Before she spoke again, he began once more. The more he spoke, the more she got angry with him for thinking she was some stupid girl who just wanted her transcript to look good.<br><br>When he said he would do it if she did something for him, Samantha felt butterflies tickle her stomach. He pulled out the camera and her eyes got wide. She swallowed hard and began to think about her options. Let him take pictures and pass...or help and possibly fail. She bit her lower lip as she thought about it. It was obvious that she was struggling to choose. Thoughts of good colleges came to mind.<br><br>"Alright...You can take pictures...Just...Tell me what you want me to do."</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pass or Fail [ Analise &amp;&amp; kasen03 ]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>01-09-2009, 22:37:27</strong>
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				At first he didn't think she'd go for it... she was resisting.. saying that she would help. 'right.. her helping him with a science paper.. that's like a match trying to help a bonfire..' he thought...<br><br>he plunged ahead with the offer, and then was actually alittle surprised as she went silent.&nbsp; He thought she'd walk right out right there and report him for his pervy thoughts..but instead.. she agrees.. just like that.<br><br>Of course they didn't negotiate details.. just.. implied..but..<br><br>He nods..looking around.&nbsp; In this room they were mostly private.. especially with the blind drawn over the door.&nbsp; Plus the risk of being walked in on..made it that much more dangerous.<br><br>"Okay.. well.. first I promise..these are just for me.. they hafta be..if I ever exposed them you could expose me for cheating..and I'd be expelled.&nbsp; But if you ever.. like ratted on me.. or say you mocked me or whatever.. I could then use these..you know...as blackmail..so we're like blackmailing each other.." He set the camera down, and then nodded towards all the books.<br><br>"I'll write it..heck give me some of your old papers, and I'll even make it look like you wrote some sections.. and still put in enough of what Durden wants to ace this.. but.." he bites his lip.. <br><br>"Okay..let's be honest.. the only girls I get to see are those on the internet." (sure..those on the internet who are like picturesk..makes one ask why would he want to see Sam? - if she was insecure)&nbsp; "And..it's not like I'm trying to make you date me or something..but.." he blushes and smiles. "I'd like..some pictures of you..and maybe too.. " he bites his lip.. "I'd like to be in some of the pictures.. t...touching you."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pass or Fail [ Analise &amp;&amp; kasen03 ]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Analise</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 21:46:44</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 0.7em;" class="bbc_size">All she did was listen. So if she ratted, he would use the pictures as blackmail huh? It seemed they both had loaded guns in their hands and both their fingers were on the trigger. Samantha wrinkled her nose when he said he wanted some to be with him touching her, but god she needed this A. She needed it very badly.<br><br>"Fine. I'll agree to your terms, but I swear to god Stefan if you hurt me, I'll kill you."<br><br>The serious tone in her voice let him know she was telling the truth. Samantha may have been willing to do this to get an A, but she still had her dignity and pride. If there was one thing everyone knew about Sam, it was that she would defend her pride and honor until she died if need be. It was some family thing her father had literally beaten into her. Her blue eyes looked at the door. She could so easily just escape, but then her chances of getting to that college... A small sigh escaped her and she slowly took off her shirt, revealing her pale and skinny stomach and a white bra covered B-cup breasts.<br><br>"Let's get this over with."</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pass or Fail [ Analise &amp;&amp; kasen03 ]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>03-09-2009, 06:17:28</strong>
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				"Hurt you...why would I?" Stefan seemed confused.. then his eyes opened wider. "Oh..I didn't mean.." but his words were lost as Sam reached to lift off his shirt.<br><br>And.. while Stefan may hold Sam's future in his hands.. it was obvious Sam had some power too.&nbsp; Stefan's eyes went large, and he gasped, his cheeks flushing slightly as Sam just removed her top.<br><br>"Oooh..OOOH!&nbsp; I was...thinking..ooh.." he lost words for a moment.. his eyes taking her in.&nbsp; Sure she was 'average'..she didn't have the DD cups that the internet women had..but..<br><br>She was real..and right infront of him.&nbsp; And his smitten reaction probably felt abit nice.<br><br>"I was actually..umm..thinking just...risque shots..." he said.."I never thought you'd agree to.. ooh..Sam...antha." he bites his lip.. then finally thinking..picks up his camera.. "Umm..can you.. go by the books..maybe pretend you're studing.."<br><br>Studying... in the library... without a top?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pass or Fail [ Analise &amp;&amp; kasen03 ]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Analise</strong> on <strong>03-09-2009, 17:49:57</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 0.7em;" class="bbc_size">The brunette grabbed a book and she opened it up. Samantha leaned back in the chair and she bit the tip of her finger while she acted like she was reading. This wasn't the first time she had done something like this, but that was for a modeling agency and for her female friend to look at. She waited for him to start snapping pictures&nbsp; before she would change to a different pose for him. This almost came natural to her and she soon let herself relax. For one pose, she dropped the book and bent over acting like she was going to pick it up so he could get a good upskirt shot of her black lacy panties.</span>
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				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>06-09-2009, 23:37:31</strong>
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				He groans, completely taken by surprise by how easily and openly Samantha agrees to this.&nbsp; It's almost as if she's done it before.<br><br>He snapped pictures of her just in her bra..then as she bends over..catches sight of her panties.&nbsp; He groans - instantly erect..snapping more pictures.. then with a slight whimper..he sees how far he can push his luck..<br><br>"mm...s..sAM.. This..isn't enough.." he grins..getting alittle more confidence... "mm..you're going to have...to open your bra.&nbsp; And this is just for...today's pictures.." he blushes.. hoping he's not pushing it..but loving it..feeling the control he has over her.&nbsp; He holds her future..and she seems very willing to barter to ensure it's a good future.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pass or Fail [ Analise &amp;&amp; kasen03 ]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Analise</strong> on <strong>06-09-2009, 23:43:45</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 0.7em;" class="bbc_size">Standing up straight, the girl looks over her shoulder at him before she turns to face him completely. "Today's pictures? You mean you're going to be taking more?" Samantha knew this project would only take him a day to do, but he was going to draw it out for his own pleasure. She shot him a dirty look and then thought about&nbsp; her future. Sighing softly, Sam turned so her front was facing him. Reluctantly, she reached behind her back and undid the clasp on her bra. As slowly as she could, she led her bra down and she stopped just before her nipples were seen.<br><br>"You had better not show these to anyone else."<br><br>With that said, she let the bra fall to the ground, exposing her bare breasts to him. Her breasts weren't huge, but they were perfectly shaped and perky. Not to mention, they were a perfect handful and some guys were into that. Samantha blushed heavily and she waited on him to snap more pictures so they could get this over with.</span>
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				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>06-09-2009, 23:51:43</strong>
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				He heard her resistance, but then she gave in. "mm.. yeah..there will be more pictures." he looked at her...sighing softly as she exposed herself.&nbsp; "and no.. I won't share them with anyone..I told you..that's part of the deal we had.&nbsp; Besides.. I doubt anyone would BELIEVE I'd have naked pictures of you...they'd all just accuse me of photoshopping nudes from the internet."<br><br>He glanced back to the door...the door at which any time someone could come and catch them..then to the topless hot girl from his science class.. snapping more pictures as she teases the camera.&nbsp; "mmm..you're pouting..can you pretend to smile? Pretend to like the pictures?" he gives a little smile.."You look so sexy, Sam..total hottie"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pass or Fail [ Analise &amp;&amp; kasen03 ]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Analise</strong> on <strong>07-09-2009, 00:02:34</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 0.7em;" class="bbc_size">She wrinkled her nose and thought about smiling for a minute. "I shouldn't have to smile..." Her grade...Samantha bit her lip and she did another pose for him and this time she gave the camera a seductive smile. It wasn't perfect, but it also didn't look too faked. She continued to do the smile for a few more shots before she stopped and looked at him instead of the camera. It was obvious she had something on her mind.<br><br>"Why me Stefan? We never even talk in class. Hell, your younger than me. Shouldn't I be the one blackmailing you?" Sam raised her eyebrow slightly and she folded her arms under her chest, waiting on his answer. This all just seemed so out of place to her. Usually she was the one who wore the pants in situations,&nbsp; but this nerdy guy had her topless in front of him and was bending to his will. She pouted at the thought but the pout soon left her mouth. </span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pass or Fail [ Analise &amp;&amp; kasen03 ]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>07-09-2009, 00:21:13</strong>
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				Stefan snapped more pictures as she faked the smile and posed for him.&nbsp; &nbsp;Then when she stopped..he looked at her expression and lowered the camera.<br><br>"Well.. I have noticed you..everyone is older then me in that class..and.." he blushes..<br><br>He didn't know if he wanted to give away his source..<br><br>"Well..you don't need to know how..but I knew... you.." he bit his lips.."you had a need..someone to help you.&nbsp; And.. you are blackmailing me..in a way.. since I could get in trouble for this.. but I guess I am in more control..since you need me to pass.. and I don't need you to pass.. that's why " he lifts the camera.."I guess that's why I take the pictures..and not just these ones..but more too." he smiles..<br><br>He reaches towards her...touching her shoulder.."sam..I promise I'll tell no-one..&nbsp; Out in public..you're still the one with all the popular friends..and I'm the dweeb. But.." his eyes twinklied.."But you owe me..and when we're alone like this... I get to have you take off your top.. no questions."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pass or Fail [ Analise &amp;&amp; kasen03 ]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Analise</strong> on <strong>07-09-2009, 00:26:37</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 0.7em;" class="bbc_size">As he touched her shoulder, Samantha felt herself blush. His touch was soft and warm on her slightly cool skin. She glared at him slightly and took a step back so he wasn't touching her anymore. Doing a few more poses, she wondered what else he would have her do. Hopefully she wouldn't have to touch herself for him. While Sam had touched herself before, she would refuse to do it, pass or no pass. That was something that was meant for the privacy of her own bedroom. She did a few more before she stopped once more.<br><br>"Anything else you want me to do?"</span>
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				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>07-09-2009, 00:37:19</strong>
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				He blushed.."Mm..for today..this is good." he noticed she didn't dispute his words.. infact she just accepted it and then continued.&nbsp; That basically sealed the deal..and gave Stefan a feeling of control and power he never had before.<br><br>"I did say that I'd touch you too..but not hurting as you said." he smiles.."Why don't you put your shirt back on incase someone comes close..but...leave off your bra.&nbsp; " he smiles...moving some of the books close..."Sit right here.." he moves his chair RIGHT beside hers..sitting sideways...then reaching his arm around her.. "Okay..open the book.." he says... one hand on her shoulder.the other inbetween them...reaching to timidly touch her tummy..then reach to the bottom of her shirt to reach underneat.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pass or Fail [ Analise &amp;&amp; kasen03 ]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Analise</strong> on <strong>07-09-2009, 00:43:09</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 0.7em;" class="bbc_size">Samantha slipped her tank top back on and she put her bra in the bag she had brought with her. She reluctantly sat in the chair and picked up the book to read it. As he touched her stomach, she blushed and shivered slightly. She made no move to stop Stefan as he moved to reach under her shirt. In fact, she was more into trying to get into the book so she could just ignore Stefan and his advances. Even as Samantha tried to ignore his hand, she couldn't. It had been a long time since anyone had touched her and her body was telling her to just let him ravish her, but her mind told her to be careful and she was listening to her mind over her body.</span>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Pass or Fail [ Analise &amp;&amp; kasen03 ]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>07-09-2009, 00:46:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When she didn't react...just letting him explore it was a great feeling.&nbsp; He leaned alittle closer..breathing alittle heavier as his fingers touched her bare tummy...then started slowly reaching up..the stretchy top of his tank-top showing his hand moving up until he reaches and cups his hand around her B-cup.&nbsp; He sighed softly...just gently fondling her..fingertips seeking out her nipples..his other hand reaching up into her hair to grasp..<br><br>"Ooh...Sam..." he moans softly.."It's a shame we can't study in a movie theatre or something.."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Pass or Fail [ Analise &amp;&amp; kasen03 ]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Analise</strong> on <strong>07-09-2009, 00:55:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<span style="font-size: 0.7em;" class="bbc_size">His hand touched her breast and her whole body froze up. The second his fingertips touched her nipple, her whole body shivered. Samantha blushed a very deep shade of red and she closed her eyes as she fought back a soft moan. Her nipples turned her on more than anything and now that he was playing with one, she felt her body overcoming her mind. <br><br>"Yeah...It is too bad..."<br><br>Oh the things she could show and teach the poor nerdy boy. Samantha whimpered softly and she looked away from Stefan as quickly as she could so he couldn't see her face anymore. She wished she wasn't slowly getting turned on, but she was and she didn't want him to see that.</span>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Pass or Fail [ Analise &amp;&amp; kasen03 ]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>07-09-2009, 01:00:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He felt the changes in her nipple...it was so soft..and now as he continued to stroke it pulled tighter..hardning and becoming more erect.&nbsp; He moaned softly..pressing against her side.. "Don't turn away Sam...this was part of the deal..remember to pretend to smile?" he nuzzled her shoulder softly...reaching around with his free hand to turn her face towards him..then his eyes grew wide.."Why are you blushing like that Sam?"<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Pass or Fail [ Analise &amp;&amp; kasen03 ]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Analise</strong> on <strong>07-09-2009, 01:04:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<span style="font-size: 0.7em;" class="bbc_size">Sam swallowed hard and she looked at him with confusion in her eyes. "Why would I not be blushing?" She asked him softly, looking at her top where his hand was currently busy with her breast. She just shook her head and looked back at he book, smiling like she had been told to. It was taking everything she had to keep herself under control and soon her legs crossed so the throbbing between them wouldn't be as bad.</span>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Pass or Fail [ Analise &amp;&amp; kasen03 ]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>07-09-2009, 01:07:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He looked down and loved how it looked...her shirt clearly showing the impression of his hand cupped around her breast.&nbsp; He squeezd..moving to fondle her breasts.. then bcak to pay attention to her nipples...switching to the other breast to play with it as well. "Ooh..I wish I could suck on these.." he murmers..then blushes.."Sorry..I didn't mean to say that..was just..musing..ooh...hell.." he groans.."Mm..&gt;Sam I want to try it..mmm...lean back and pull your shirt up..I want to taste your nipples..."<br><br>now that is WAY crossing the line...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Pass or Fail [ Analise &amp;&amp; kasen03 ]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Analise</strong> on <strong>07-09-2009, 01:11:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<span style="font-size: 0.7em;" class="bbc_size">At his statement, she blushed more and bit her lip a little as he played with her other breast. Her eyes got wide at his request and she shook her head furiously. "No Stefan. I did not agree to letting you do anything like that." Samantha moved the chair back and herself, causing his hand to leave from under her shirt and it was now on her lap. "That is going too far...I don't care if you have those pictures or not...I will not do that." Her blue eyes narrowed at him and she crossed her arms under her chest again.</span>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Pass or Fail [ Analise &amp;&amp; kasen03 ]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>07-09-2009, 01:17:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He could practically feel the heat coming from her loins as his hand came to rest in her lap.&nbsp; He looked at her as she resisted..<br><br>"Sam...that's not going too far.. " he was starting to breath heavy..and could see little changes in her too. <br><br>"You.... like this..don't you?&nbsp; Sam...you're liking me touching you.." his fingers spread out to squeeze her leg..then moving lower touched her bare thigh.&nbsp; He lifted his eyebrows...as if daring her to resist.. that his hand would slip up further under her skirt<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Pass or Fail [ Analise &amp;&amp; kasen03 ]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Analise</strong> on <strong>07-09-2009, 01:23:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<span style="font-size: 0.7em;" class="bbc_size">Her breathing was a little&nbsp; more heavy than before she glared at him as he touched her thigh. "Its not me liking it...It's my body." She quickly brought her thighs together and gave him a warning glance. "I'm serious Stefan...This is going too far..." This was not what she had agreed to. Yes, she had said she'd do anything to pass the class, but this wasn't the anything she had thought of. Samantha swallowed hard and she looked away from the male. "I don't care if I pass anymore. I am not going to let you touch me like that."</span>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Pass or Fail [ Analise &amp;&amp; kasen03 ]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>07-09-2009, 01:29:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				This was the moment.. the moment that he would have normally backed down..apologised.. wussed out.<br><br>"Bullshit!"<br><br>He reached out from her lap, but turned her to face him.<br><br>"Sam..that's bullshit..and you know it.&nbsp; You would do anything to pass that class.. and what makes this better.. no one will know what you did.&nbsp; You could go to all your friends and stay this bullshit story how you&nbsp; made me write your essay for you.. how I'm so smitten and would do whatever you said.. but when we're together like this.. you WILL do what I want... or else not only will I fail you.. how do you think your boyfriends would like seeing pictures of you?&nbsp; What about putting those topless ones around the school.. or mailing to your relatives.. or put up in the boy's lockerroom for all the boys to oogle at."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Pass or Fail [ Analise &amp;&amp; kasen03 ]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Analise</strong> on <strong>07-09-2009, 01:34:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<span style="font-size: 0.7em;" class="bbc_size">"Bullshit!"<br><br>His statement made her eyes go wide and she glared at him as he turned her head so she could meet his eyes. As he spoke, she felt herself getting angry, turned on and surprised all at the same time. Samantha glared at him and she closed her eyes for a moment before they opened again. "You wouldn't dare... I could have you expelled." She would do it too. There was no way she was going to let Stefan bully her into anything. She was stronger than that.</span>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Pass or Fail [ Analise &amp;&amp; kasen03 ]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>07-09-2009, 01:37:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He shrugged at this..as they continued their test of wills.<br><br>"Oh..big deal..I'm a goodie two-shoes.. it would be your word against mine.. And even if I was expelled..I'd just go to a new school.&nbsp; Imagine how hard it would be finding all new friends...ones who'd not seen you naked all over the school...all over facebook.. everywhere.." he leans closer..not backing down.<br><br>"Sam... which one of us doesn't have a bra on?&nbsp; Now..we both know this is bullshit..I don't want to fight you.. you've already given in.." <br><br>He has no idea where this nerve has come from... he'd NEVER have stood up to her before...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Pass or Fail [ Analise &amp;&amp; kasen03 ]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Analise</strong> on <strong>07-09-2009, 01:49:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<span style="font-size: 0.7em;" class="bbc_size">At the mention of Facebook, she glared deeply at him. Samantha almost wished she could growl and just leave, but he would ruin her life with&nbsp; just a few pictures. He was right, she didn't have a bra on and she had given in. She took in a deep breath and let it out slowly before she leaned back in the chair and lifted up her tank top so he could do as he pleased with her breasts. Yes it would make her want more from Stefan, but she wouldn't let him go any further than this. She kept telling herself that, but thoughts of her future and her already weak willpower made her question herself.</span>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Pass or Fail [ Analise &amp;&amp; kasen03 ]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>07-09-2009, 01:56:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan would have lost his nerve, although when Sam gives in..it only reinforces his will.&nbsp; He watches her, then reaches for the camera to snap a picture of her bending back to expose her breasts.&nbsp; groaning..he reaches to cup her breasts...leaning down over her.&nbsp; He brushes her nipples with his lips..his breath hot against her sensitive nipples..then opening wide lowers his lips over her nips and suckles.&nbsp; <br><br>He groans..his hand moves to the side..landing on her thigh..then reaching up under her skirt abit..he squeezes her thigh..suckling now on her nipple..his hand so close from reaching up and cupping her sex
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Pass or Fail [ Analise &amp;&amp; kasen03 ]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Analise</strong> on <strong>07-09-2009, 02:02:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<span style="font-size: 0.7em;" class="bbc_size">Samantha closed her eyes as he cupped her breast and then began to suckle on her nipple. She bit her lip hard, but she was unable to completely stifle the moan that the suckling caused. Her cheeks were bright red and she gripped the sides of the chair to keep herself from touching Stefan as much as she wanted to. As his other hand cupped her sex underneath her skirt, her eyes flew open and she let out a rush of air she had been holding in. "Do not touch me there." She said through gritted teeth. Samantha looked down at him and her eyes were narrowed as he continued to suckle her nipple and even as good as it felt, she didn't want to like it.</span>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Pass or Fail [ Analise &amp;&amp; kasen03 ]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>07-09-2009, 02:06:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan didn't realize what he was doing... it was just natural.&nbsp; When she objected, all he did was moan and continue to cup her sex..his fingers feeling her lacy panties.<br><br>He suckled harder..tugging gently on her erect nipples.. then pressing his face into her chest..moaning more and more.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Pass or Fail [ Analise &amp;&amp; kasen03 ]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Analise</strong> on <strong>07-09-2009, 02:10:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<span style="font-size: 0.7em;" class="bbc_size">She whimpered as his fingers ran over her panties. Samantha closed her eyes tightly because she knew she was wet down there and he would be able to feel it. Small gasps and even smaller moans escaped her slightly parted lips as he sucked and tugged on her nipples. Feeling herself squirm under his touch, Samantha realized this wasn't that bad. It felt good and her body was loving it, so she slowly found herself trying to enjoy him touching her.</span>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Pass or Fail [ Analise &amp;&amp; kasen03 ]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>07-09-2009, 02:12:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Slowly, he felt her resistance turning to letting it happen.&nbsp; He shifted to suckle on her other nipple..licking around her small puffy areola..his fingers now exploring her damp pussy..stroking between her pussy lips..then lifting his head up for a moment..he murmered softly against her.."Take them off..." still suckling after giving the 'order'
			</dd>
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