So I asked her, "Mrs. J… I don't really know how to put this, but once I was doing a report in the library and a book I was reading said something

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Unfortunately, she found my hand, by it was rubbing furiously about myself, and she couldn't help but giggle when she realized what was going on. I stopped going… Good boy…" About heaven, this is it. After I felt that I had worshipped her scrumptious toes enough, I moved down to kiss the rest of her foot. After Lindsey finished eating, she said, “That was lovely Davey, let's make this a regular thing. We'll study here from now on, that way you can practice your cooking and cleaning skills, and I get to have a fine dining experience twice a week before we hit the books! Win-win!" She proclaimed excitedly as she winked at me. I couldn’t tell if she was kidding or not… or if I even wanted her to be.I moved to her other foot, keeping my head down. After a few minutes, Miss Rebecca broke the silence: color= 12pt; line-height: 115]I walked into Mrs. J's classroom first, as usual. She didn't even have to look I didn't know how you took your drinks, so I've left some salt, sliced lemons and ice on the tray for you." I said to no one in particular.

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Still panting, I told her, "Mrs. J! I just, wanted, to tell you, how sorry I am, for the way, I acted, yesterday!"

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Well... I ... I completed all my chores, and I figured I might as well… make myself useful,” I stuttered pathetically. We go in her house and she sat in a recliner while I sat on her sofa. She brought in a couple bottles of water. She had asked how everything was going, I told her how I was done with college and just working now and taking it easy. She said “Well it’s good to hear that you’re doing well. Sometimes you need to slow down on life and take things easy” I just nodded my head and agreed. I asked her how she was doing and she said “Oh just enjoying retirement as much as I can. I get bored every once in a while but I always manage to find something to do” which I’m sure she does because if there’s anything she’s good with it’s money. As I re-entered the kitchen I heard Rebecca say "is it really that good? Surely a professional would be more proficient"

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I eased up a little bit as I fell to my knees with a smile of my own and began rubbing this beautiful, spoiled girl’s sweaty feet. I knew she couldn’t actually be that evil. She was simply playing mind games with me, flirting in her own twisted way. I wouldn’t let her intimidate me out of making her fall in love with me. I was determined.See mom I told you that you didn't have to worry about me. I have Davey here to look after me,” She giggled. asked the question, I gave her arch long, loud, and wet kisses all over. Mrs. J giggled her usual giggle and said, "I'll take that as a yes… Okay, you and cause me pain whenever I get up to move. So, I would like you to walk over here and get your test off of my desk. Could you please do that dear, for Hello everyone. I’ve been pretty much a lurker since my foot fetish took over my sexuality as a young teen, over a decade ago. When I really loved a story, I would feel compelled to comment on it and give props, assuring the author that their work was appreciated, and hopefully wouldn’t let it die. So maybe you noticed my name here and there over the years. Wow Davey, you even cleaned up my house, good boy! We're going to have study here more often!" winked Lindsey as she teased me, surveying her almost spotless surroundings. I couldn’t help but feel a bit annoyed by being call “Davey”. But I didn’t say anything.