1. Bedding the Babysitter Ch 03


    Date: 8/30/2016, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Author: jasmine walker, Rating: 91.4, Source: sexstories.com

    only popular because I was dressed differently and not because of who I was as a person. “Good to hear,” Karen said and then informed me, “By the way, the first rumour about you has already hit gossip alley.” “W-w-what?” I stuttered, fearing what she would say next. “Supposedly, you slept with a couple basketball players in return for the privilege to be a PomPom.” “No,” I said, tears already forming in my eyes. Karen rubbed my back gently as she explained, “Oh Jenny, get used to it. How many rumours have you heard about me?” I thought about it and realized I had heard many from she blew off quarterback Aiden Smith before every game, to she had slept with the hot gym teacher Mr. Parker, to she was in rehab this past summer for drug and alcohol abuse. “Lots,” I answered honestly. “And trust me; almost none of them are true; we are the celebrities at the high school. And rumours are like the tabloids, they feed the masses information regardless of its truth. People want to live vicariously through us.” I considered her explanation as I said, “But people will think I am a slut.” “True, but at least people will know who you are,” she said. At this moment, Troy Sparks, a 6 foot 3 black basketball player, walked over to us and said, “Hi Karen, Hi Jenny.” I blushed; stunned that Troy Sparks had any clue who I was. I didn’t hear the next part of the conversation, but they both looked at me waiting for a response. “Sorry, what?” I asked like a confused idiot. Troy asked again, “Are ...
    you going to the Valentine’s Dance?” “Oh, no, I don’t go to dances,” I began, until I saw Karen shaking her head yes, so I quickly recovered and said with a sly smile on my face “but there is always a first time for everything.” Troy, all confident, informed me, “Great, so you will be my date?” A slight gasp escaped my lips as I realized he was asking me to be his date at a dance. I wanted to say no but looked at Karen who was shaking her head yes. So reluctantly, very reluctantly, I said, “Sounds great.” The warning bell signalling class would begin in a minute rang and Troy said, “Great, I’ll be in contact,” and headed to whatever class he had. I stood there stunned as Karen grabbed my hand and said, “Geez you really are turning into a whore.” This brought me back to reality and we got to class just as the bell rang. Now all the other teachers noticed my new look, as they all gave a questioning glance or two, but none said anything. But that changed as soon as I walked into Miss Morgan’s advanced English class. Miss Morgan gave me her usual bright smile but this time said, “Wow, Jenny you are a PomPom girl?” “Yes ma’am,” I responded politely. “That is a real surprise,” she said, then added, “Although you look adorable in your new outfit.” I blushed and my pussy leaked just a smidge as I got such a compliment from a teacher I had spent many late nights fantasizing about. Miss Morgan is a first year teacher and easily one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen. She has ...
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