1. The Chapman Curse


    Date: 3/17/2016, Categories: Fiction, Blackmail, Blowjob, Hardcore, Males / Females, Author: Doc88102, Rating: 87.5, Source: sexstories.com

    about to walk into a room of them and try and teach them things. I had met a couple of them when I went for the interview, I had met Dean, Chad and a girl named Carly. Carly had seemed okay, though she was about three months pregnant and supporting hoop-earrings that I could probably put around my waist and hula. Dean and Chad seemed like the typical young guys of today, trousers tucked into their socks for no apparent reason, hoods covering their head for fear of it raining whilst indoors and of course, the bad attitude of thinking your a black man from Jamaica trapped in a skinny white boy's body. Oh yeah, this was going to be a great day. After my shower I allowed my self to dry naturally on my bed, I led naked watching the twenty four hour news channel and sucked on a smoothie through a straw. I hadn't bothered washing my hair as I did it last night, it just sat in a messy black and purple bun on top of my head. I'd always liked my hair, especially for it's thickness. But I'd also always liked purple, so combining the two just seemed logical. When I had dried I shuffled over to my wardrobe in nothing but my slippers, I had put zero thought into what I was going to wear and usually just judged my attire on the weather outside. The sun was breaking through and the clouds were clearing, it looked like it was going to be an okay day so I picked out one of my seven new dresses and tossed it onto the bed. I pulled out a thong and bra from the drawer and managed to pick a ...
    matching pair. Purple and black lace, my favourite. I looked at the dress and had to decide on whether to wear stockings or tights, and figuring the Chapman Curse would probably make sure they ripped either way, I went with tights. The dress I had chosen was zipped at the back and pretty conservative, it was a dark blue colour and while it had a neck line, it wasn't a deep one. I let my hair loose and retied it into a loose bun at the back. I stared myself up and down in the full length mirror and decided I was ready, even going so far as to toss a quick change of clothes into my bag in case the curse struck my outfit. Prepared and ready, I thought. I arrived at the centre a little before eight thirty and met the head of education in the reception area, ''Miss Chapman, welcome.'' he said. He was a tall man with short dark hair that was combed to the side. ''Mister Walters, good to see you again.'' I greeted. ''Well class begins in fifteen, you know where you're going. It's not a huge turn out today from what I understand, it never usually is on Mondays. You'll get to know the daily ratio after a week or two. You can almost predict who will be in on what day, today I would guess at Carly, Freddie, Dean and Kenny.'' He told me with a smile. ''Okay, so I made notes and such on the various topics that you said they were going through at the moment. What do I go with today?'' I asked him. ''Well it's Monday, so they kind of need a reason to stick around. So this afternoon I would go ...
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