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I came from France about four years ago and thankfully, my stay has been pretty welcome. During these past four years, I was able to brush up on my English and steadily, my performance at school has been getting better and better, as I become more adept at understanding course lectures and such. Still, I wasn't doing as well as I could possibly be doing. Unfortunately, this meant from time to time that I would have to flirt in order to get help at my studies. This didn't mean that I went too far to get what I want, mind you. However, just enough that some would call a 'tease'.

It was 10:44 A.M, and I was biting at my pencil (it's a little habit of mine), waiting for class to start. As usual, some guys would pass by and try to get a glimpse of cleavage that my white blouse would give. I did my best to hide it from there. There was no point to just let anyone ravish me with their eyes.

The teacher came in and began to write something on the blackboard. I paid no attention, until he stated:

"I've paired everyone in this class to work on the book assignment. As you may know, this work is worth half your final grade and is of the utmost importance to you, if you plan on graduating high school."


I dropped my pencil and walked up to the front of the class, as everyone was doing, in order to see who I ended up with.
 
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Age:18

Height 5'11

Lance Morgan Jerked up when he heard that they had already been paired, he hated that kind of crap. Who were the teachers to have any understanding off the nuance of late highschool culture. he was mere months away from escaping this jock filled hell of idiot adolescents. Now he was screwed, he knew it, there was a chance he might get Mike or Lee, his only two friends in the class, but that was unlkely since most of these forms of toture were meant to make dofferent cliques interact

He got up adn walked over to the board, his long black shirt hanging on his lithe form as he steepped to the board searching out his name. he saw mIke wink at him, adn began to get worried

Shit the french slut, that was the last thing he needed. He saw her name next to his just as she found hers adn looked over at him

"Well this should be fun" he said with a fake smile. Sure she was beautifuk, hell she was amazing. She was hotter then most of the pornstars he had surfed the web admiring, but she was a tease, adn an airhead. Well not an idiot, but she would certainly be dragging him down
 
"Well this should be fun" he said. I wasn't sure if to be believe him or not. I don't know, I had a good sense of sincerity and it seemed to me that he wasn't exactly thrilled to be paired up with me. "At least you're my partner and not some other students in here." I replied smiling. There was no point being hostile with someone I would be spending hours with.

Class continued as usual. Our teacher, Mr. Norman, lectured us on course material for about an hour and the bell rang. Everyone began packing their bags and headed out the door. I decided to meet up with Lance and discuss just what we were going to do.

"Hi partner." I said happily "What's the plan?" I then asked.
 
He glanced at Carol in her tight top, the low cut bust line calling to his eyes. her matching short white skirt was enticing as well. So maybe he had been a little hostile towards her at first, but hell he was getting screwed in this one, adn not the way he would like

"I was heading home. Other then that I dunno. Why? You wanna get working on this" he asked a little suprised at her diligence

"Your more then welcome to come to my palce if you want. We can work on it some there" he said as he glanced baclk towards his friends, who were now gone
 
I was glad to see a change in his mood. I was beginning to think that perhaps, I've done something to him. "Your more then welcome to come to my palce if you want. We can work on it some there" he told me as he glanced outside the classroom. I suppose that I was keeping him from something.

"That would be great!" I said happily as I moved my bag from my shoulder, taking out a piece of paper. I scribbled my number on it and handed it to him. "Call me after school is done so we can meet up."
 
He nodded as he took the piece of paper, comicaly musing to himself about the fact that he had justgotten Carole's digits. he knew it was dory to brag because t was school related, and there is no other way on this earth that she would have given him her number

"Alright, I'll call you" he said then he looked up at the desk, the teacher waiving him up

He quickly responded adn was soon handed a pile of erasers as the teacher left. Then the idea hit him, he looked up, Carole adn everyone else was gone, so he dug through the grade book, she was pulling a low C, he was sitting pretty at the class high, she needed him ba, adn he didn't need her. leverage

he spent the rest of the day trying to decide if he should e that bad, but twice he saw her in the hallways, and twice she was teasing. He wondered if she did it accidentally, but come on, with a body like that, you couldn't tease by accident. He was decided

During the last period of the day he had it all figured out. He steped out of the school as the bell rang, hopped in his little Nissan beater and zipped home. After about 30 minutes he was ready, so he pulled out his phone and dialed her number
 
Once or twice in the hallway, I may have greeted Lance from afar, or leave the cleavage that my shirt was giving out unchecked, but I certainly wasn't teasing him on purpose. The rest of my day was rather mundane, going through the rest of my classes pretty easily, up until the end of the school day. I was expecting to get a call right away, so we could go to the library, but it took a good thirty minutes before I received a call.

I obviously answered.

"Hello?" I said "Where are you Lance?" I asked now outside, but not too far off from the school.
 
"Hello Carole, I'm at home. i figured this would make things a little easier. I have the book here and a great online resource. i hope you dont mind. I can text you my address" he told her wth a smile as he looked over his basement, all cleaned up, the work set out, adn his little camera tucked away ever so discreetly

"What do you think" he asked with a smile, that he hoped would carry through the line
 
"What do you think"

"Sounds good. Go ahead and text me." I then said, eager to actually have a destination. It didn't take long after our brief conversation before I got the address and headed there as soon as possible. At five minutes most, I glanced at my phone and to the door. This was the place.

*Knock knock*​
 
He smiled as he heard the knock, know it was simply time to play it cool

He opened the dor

"Hey Carole, come on in. I got us all set up down in the basement, thats sort of my half of the house anyway. " he told her with a smile as he hedl the door open for her, taking advantage of her distraction to glimpse down her top, man she had a great pair. If he played it right he might just get to see how sweet they were. He let the door close then he stepped in front of her to lead the way. He lead her to a door on the side of the kitchen and soont ehy were down stairs. I thad a large desk set back off of a couch adn a love seat that wrapped around a monstrous cofee table adn was right in front of a huge projector tv, all set up with the latest in gaming gear. On the coffee table was a lap top adn book, but h lead her over to the desk

"You can set your stuff here" he said before he took the seat in fornt of the computer

"I already looked over the list and felt like thi were the best two. which one do you want?" e asked as he gestured to two screens, each holding a brief synopsis of the two biographies to be picked. one was marilyn monroe, the other martin luther king. He leaned back to give her a better vies as she leaned closer to the screen, and hidden cam one got a great shot of her cleavage, all recorded stealthily
 
"You can set your stuff here" he told me, as I obliged. I hated carrying my bag, so this was a relief. I soon joined him to his computer, as he said:

"I already looked over the list and felt like thi were the best two. which one do you want?"

"Hm..." I said, leaning towards the screen as I looked over the summaries. After all, I had fairly bad vision, so I had to squint. Today happened to be one of the days that I've forgotten to wear my contact lenses. I greatly admired Marilyn Monroe, but Martin Luther King was a great man who brought about a long of change. After a minute, I decided to go with Marilyn Monroe, as I believed it would be more original, as everyone is probably going to go for people involved with political change.

"Let's try Marilyn." I said, patting his hand gently. "If you don't mind, that is." I then added with a smile.
 
"Marilynn it is" he told her with a smile, unable to restrain his thumping heart as her hadn landed on his. It was almost like this vixen was casting a spell on him. With a few strokes on the key board, he pulled upa few good references. He also managed to turn on the other cameras with a few ghost commands as his fingers danced over the keys

"alright well I sent those references over to the laptop, now we can sit back and get this puppy rolling" he told her with a smile as he leaned bck, letting his seys slide over her plump ass in her short skirt as she slowly stood up

"give us a couple hours and we could have a good outline done" he said to her with a smile as he stood up.

"You want a drink" he asked as he stepped over to a small fridge, grabbing himself a soda

"after all we will be here awhile if you want to make this good"
 
I smiled and nodded. Having an outline would definitely help us out and I was glad to see that Lance was being such a good sport of being paired up with me. Someone with his intelligence would be pretty devastated to be in a team with a barely passing student, at least that's what I would imagine.

"You want a drink, after all we will be here awhile if you want to make this good"

"That would be fantastic, thank you." I said happily, as I played around with his computer. "Do you mind if I check my email?"
 
he smiled back at her

"Sure, just don't go surfing any porn, my dad tracks me, I doubt he would believe it if I told him a girl from school did it" he siad ith a winning grin as he grabbed her a soda

Then he headed back to the sofa, her eyes consumed with the screen, he let his eyes drift over her figure. He couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to hve a girl like her. she was so soft adn curvy in all the right spots. So damned delicious.

"So anything hot on the email" he asked as he tooka seat next to her and handed her the drink

"The way i figure if he wants 10 good pages then an outline adn a few hours a week she see this done in two weeks. Not to shabby, even though we got a month I prefer to have this done and over so i can get back to the regular life of a high chool nerd." eh told her wiht a smile, his leg brushing agaisnt hers as he sat

"i can only imagine how much this meses up your schedule"
 
"Sure, just don't go surfing any porn, my dad tracks me, I doubt he would believe it if I told him a girl from school did it" he told me with a grin and I couldn't help but laugh out loud. "Don't worry, I won't." I replied.

10 New Messages. Too bad they were all spam.

"So anything hot on the email" he asked me and I raised an eyebrow. "I wish. All I got is a couple of messages from Nigerian princes who want to give me money." I then added with a chuckle.

"The way i figure if he wants 10 good pages then an outline adn a few hours a week she see this done in two weeks. Not to shabby, even though we got a month I prefer to have this done and over so i can get back to the regular life of a high chool nerd." he said happily, his leg slightly touching mine. I didn't move away, mind you. I assumed that it was an accident, anyway. "I'd prefer to finish this as early as possible. Last minute work just kills me. I have no schedule to mess up though. Half the time, I'm looking for things to do."
 
"well good then, we can get this puppy done. Honestly though I don't know how much work i really want to put into it. Even with it being worht half of our grade I dont need a great grade. I really just wnat to slack off. You know maybe you should just do it. I am not worried about it being really good or anything so I don't mind if you don't get us a great grade" he told her as he started to put the presssure on her need for a good grade. He had to et her des[erate f he was gonna get what he wanted
 
"You know maybe you should just do it. I am not worried about it being really good or anything so I don't mind if you don't get us a great grade"

My heart skipped. This piece of work was worth all too much for to slack off. He might be able to a sub-par grade, but I really needed to do well for this assignment. After all, I doubted that if I were to fail this, that I would be able to make up for my grade. "No no, you really don't want me to do the work alone, I'll screw up for sure." I said, a bit worried "please could you help me out? I really need to do well."
 
He smiled when he heard that

"I'm sure you can do really well. You don't need me to do this. " he said as he let his eyes linger over her form for a second

"I am sure a girl like you is doing fine in his class" actually he wad pretty sure she wasnt, since their teacher was gay he wouldn't be so susceptible to her particular charms

"Really I don't mind. Even an F would only bring me down to a B, and I am okay with that, especially if it means being able to sit around and game" he told her as he walked over to the monstrous entertainment set up, and turned it on
 
"Really I don't mind. Even an F would only bring me down to a B, and I am okay with that, especially if it means being able to sit around and game" he said, walking over to his tv and turning it on. Why was he doing this? I was appalled at this behavior and knew that something was up. I went over to him, leaning over the couch and asked him "Please help me out, how can I convince you?"
 
He wasn't exactly sure what to say, but as she leaned over he could feel the warmth pouring off of her

"Convince me? well to be honest you have been killing me all year long. please just give me a good clean death", he could see by Tue look on her face that she didn't get it

"you tease all year long. please show me the goods. Then I'll help you write a solid C paper" he said,tired of playing around, he laid it all out for her
 
Killing him all year long? Just what was he talking about? I didn't do anything to him, let alone do anything that would cause him grief. My questions were answers quickly "you tease all year long. please show me the goods. Then I'll help you write a solid C paper"

I figured that he just wanted me to strip out of my top and skirt, then he'd help me out. I cursed myself, as I slowly pulled off my top.
 
His heart was thundering in his chest as she looked at him, then to his disbelief, her hands dipped down to her top, peeling it off. As she took it off her full breasts, still clad in the bra popped free

"Oh wow. That's a D right" he asked as he stared at her hefty breasts, "The more you do, the more I'll do" he told her as he found himself quite curious about how far she would go. Shit if she got naked or something he could blackmail her into doing all those things he really wanted

"I tell you what. You strip for me and I promise w B. You go a little further and give me w bj, then I will give you an A plus" he told her as she set her shirt down on the sofa, her full tits calling to him
 
"You pervert." I said, thinking of just leaving. But then the reality hit me; I would fail without his help. I decided then to pick my battles more carefully and began to strip for him. That said, I kicked off my shoes and slowly got rid of my skirt, piling them up behind me. But then I saw a look in his eye that essentially told me that it wasn't enough.

Then nervously, I began to unclasp my bra.
 
At first he was petrified when she yelled at him, but then he saw her think it through. He watched her delicious ass pop free of her skirt as she took it off. But all he did was keep staring, adn her hands slid behind her back, her full breasts swelling to burst out of the bra as she arched her back forward. Then suddnely the tension was gone, her hands sliding back around to cup the bra in place, mashing her full breasts against her chest in her small delicate hands, delicious

"Come on now carole, we are all adults here. Your well on your way to a C paper" he winked to encourage her
 
"Come on now carole, we are all adults here. Your well on your way to a C paper" he said with a sly wink. I realized that this was the best course of action and decided to go along with this. After all, what was a little play? I planned to strip and get what I could get. And so, after undoing my bra, I went for my panties, tossing them aside as I sat on his lap.

"Happy?"
I asked.
 
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