1. Earning her tuition


    Date: 11/14/2016, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Erotica, Incest, Reluctance, Young, Author: Unknow user, Rating: 93.9, Source: sexstories.com

    other half of my rent plus utilities. I can barely afford to eat now,” my voice sounded too high, and I cried harder than ever. I put my face back in my hands, and slumped forward to hide my embarrassment. Through my flow of tears I caught a whiff of Professor Connors right before I felt him touch my shoulders. He was squatting on the floor and pulled me up so we are eye level. “Miss Lehman, stop it. There is always a way out of every dark situation. I have noticed you steadily growing thinner so do not lie to me. When have you eaten last?” His tone was very firm and I knew I had to answer, “Yesterday.” “Yesterday, Miss Lehman, what did you eat yesterday?” “Oodles of Noodles sir.” I saw him cringe before his face went back to blank. “Is that something you eat frequently?” “Yes sir. I eat it every night for dinner.” “And nothing else?” His voice was soft. “Most days I eat fruit for lunch, but today I had three other tests including yours so I never got around to eating my apple.” He shocked me when he suddenly stood up and retrieved his jacket off the hook. “Come grab your bag and we will go have dinner and discuss your situation.” He opened the door and looked expectantly at me. He wore the same expression he did in class when he was dealing a student that was arguing with him. Only I didn’t argue with him. I would never argue with him. We went to a steak house that he claimed had the best steak in three states. After I had put the first piece in my mouth, I had to agree. ...
    I closed my eyes and moaned as the meat melted in my mouth. It was so juicy, some of it dribbled down the corner of my mouth. I ran my tongue along my mouth not wanting to waste a single drop. When I opened my eyes, I was surprised to see the heat in Professor Connors eyes. I blushed, and looked down at my plate suddenly embarrassed. “I’m sorry,” I mumbled. He cleared his throat, but his voice was husky when he spoke, “No don’t apologize. It’s a pleasure to watch you eat.” When I looked up he was grinning at me, “Please continue to eat while I talk.” “So let me get this straight, because of someone else’s error you will have to take a semester off, losing valuable time and resources, on top of losing your only place to live. Which you can barely afford as it is. Does that summarize things up for you?” I nodded because I had a mouth full of baked potato. “What about your parents? Could you call them, or do you have a friend that could float you the money for this semester?” I finished chewing and put my fork down. No matter how many times I’ve had to repeat this throughout my life, it never became easier. “My mother is a waitress at a mom and pop restaurant and lives 300 miles away from here. My father passed away when I was six and I have no friends here. Between my school and my job I don’t have time to socialize so no, no boyfriend either.” He put his knife and fork down and appeared to be really considering something. I started to feel self-conscious at his hard stare. ...
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