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Kyle Lane had a nice young life. He lived in Kratoria, a small woodland village of farmers and high moral standing. His parents died when he was thirteen, but they had taught him all he needed to know. He learned about farming from his father and housekeeping from his mother.

He also had a high sense of belief, like all the people in Kratoria, and with the exception of his mother he did not speak to women. For women were only there to tempt and seduce a man into marriage. In a normal Kratorian household, the man's parents would find a nice girl for him to marry and that would become the only woman the young man could talk too.

Women had more freedom to speak to whomever they choose, but they respected the man's vow of silence for the most part. There is a level in the teens, where they think it is funny to try and get a boy to talk to them, but that quickly grows old.

Yes it was a promising life.

Until the police came and crushed the lie.

Turns out the year is 2010 and Kratoria is nothing more than a shabby but well hidden cult in the woodlands of Montana. Everything Kyle had known was a lie. As a burden of the state Kyle was sent to California where he was forced to enroll in high school as a senior in the hopes of introducing him to the real world.

How cruel.

So poor eight-teen year old Kyle Lane must go through high school known only as the "cult kid", because of course everyone saw the news story on the huge cult broken up in Montana.

High school would be the perfect place to corrupt Kyle completely.
 
Tiffany James was one of the youngest teachers at California High School being only 23 years old. She had studied hard to get her degree and then busted her ass to get this position. This was her dream job, helping kids understand the joys of Algebra.

Tiffany has been teaching here for about 4 years, so the students still test her patience, but then again that is just high school for you. When she was in high school she was always passed up for any events. No one ever asked her out. The jocks ignored her and the geeks; well she was one so of course they didn’t want to go out with one of their own. Now though, the jocks and the geeks both think she is hot. But then again she was their teacher, so that helped.
Tiffany caught wind that there was a group broken up in Montana and that there was at least one boy that was being sent to California. Of course right after that Jim, the principal of the school, contacted her to tell her that the boy, Kyle Lane, was going to be placed in her class. They didn’t know the extent of his education but Tiffany was one of the best teachers they had in Algebra. She normally could get anyone to understand it and begin making good grades before the year was up. That was because she actually gave a shit about the kids, which many didn’t anymore.

She prepared for the meeting of Kyle Lane and even prepared for the hassle that he may get because of his past. Tiffany was determined though to help him and make sure that his time in her class was a smooth transition. If only she knew of the whole vow of silence he still believed in, it would have been much smoother than it really was.

The first couple of classes for the day went rather uneventful, which was always a good sign for a bright day. Tiffany should have known that the students weren’t going to make it that easy on her. The next class filed in and she noticed the new face in the crowd. He took a seat in the far back and looked as if his whole life was ruined because he was there. She guessed that was Kyle and gave him a soft smile, hoping he wouldn’t look so upset before he left today.

Tiffany turned toward the board and wrote out a nice long equation, one that looked more intimidating than it really was. As the stretched herself to write it high she heard a few of the guys whistle and even gave a few hoots. But to Tiffany, if they paid attention she didn’t care about the cat calls they did throughout her class. Turning back to the class she began her lesson for the day. She didn’t call on Kyle the first day, that would just be cruel and she wasn’t about to do that to him.

As the class came to an end and the bell rang and Tiffany waited until Kyle got closer to her, “Can you stay Kyle, please?” Tiffany wanted to see what he knew and if this class was the best fit for him. Jim had said they knew he was rather smart, but some kids that are smart in one area may not be strong in another. This would help her determine if he would benefit from her class or not.

Tiffany moved around to the front of her desk and leaned on it, motioning to one of the front row of desks, “Please take a seat.” Her eyes moved over him, grateful that she didn’t have a class this period and could easily explain Kyle’s tardiness to her wanting to speak with him. He looked like any other normal teenage boy. He had his good looks, intense eyes that said he wasn’t happy about where he was, but there was something about him, something she couldn’t quite put a finger on. She gave him another soft smile, “I just wanted to see if this class was a good fit for you. How are your Math skills? I have been told you are a rather intelligent young man, but I just wanted to make sure you didn’t feel overwhelmed in my class. I am more than willing to help you, should you need it, but if you don’t feel like you are able to pick up on the concepts then this might not be the best class for you. I just want to make sure you get a good education Kyle, nothing more.” Tiffany waited for him to say something, to give some indication about his thoughts on the matter.
 
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This place was a nightmare for Kyle. Everywhere he looked there was temptations of the flesh, and displays of sinful behavior from the student body. He recoiled in horror as a couple of students were making out in the hallway as he walked by, both of the kissers were men.

He would turn a corner and see a group of cheerleaders wearing a incredibly short skirt. It was a display of cleavage and leg that was unlike anything he had ever seen. At the same time the more horrifying thing here was his arousal to such things.

Kyle bite his lips as he moved from class to class, trying his best to ignore the world around him. He felt that this place was just God's test, a test to crush his faith and beliefs. More than anything Kyle just wanted to go home.

He saw a girl with a low-cut top and huge tits walk by and he shivered, maybe he didn't quite want to go home yet.

All of his teachers thus far, which was unsurprising as teachers should be men. It was something that at least still made sense to him. Then he got into his math class and was crushed. A woman was teaching this class, not just any woman, a YOUNG woman.

This was hell, Kyle was sure of that now. He could not believe the radical change of this. The students didn't even seem surprised to see a woman teaching a class, though the male student body clearly focused on the sexual attractiveness of this teacher.

Kyle tried to stay hidden in the corner but as he tried to leave the teacher Ms. James stopped him. He frowned and sat down like she asked of him and listened to her talk to him about his placement.

He bit his lip, for he could not talk to a woman not promised to be his bride. Yet she was a teacher and that was a position that demanded respect and to be answered. It was a though call and he trying to think of something acceptable to do.

"I can't talk to you." He said in a very quiet voice. He looked up at her and saw the confused look on her face. Then an idea came to him and he took out a piece of paper to write down, I cannot speak to women, it is forbidden for me to talk to any woman that I am not promised to in marriage. Sorry. He folded it and handed it to her.
 
Tiffany looked at him curiously, trying to understand why he thinks he can't talk to her. Then she watched as he scribbled down something on a piece of paper and handed it to her. She read it and smiled, "Ohhhhh, Okay I understand." Looking back at Kyle, "I do not wish for you to break your beliefs Kyle. You can certainly write your answer down or even type it up on a laptop."

Tilting her head to the side a bit, "You do have a laptop don't you? I know some classes require them these days. If not we can certainly see about setting you up. I even have a few at home I am not longer using. You can have one of those." Tiffany couldn't help herself, it was interesting to meet a guy like Kyle who had such unusual beliefs.

Moving to her feet she smiled again at Kyle, "Kyle why don't you head to your next class and just come by after school and talk with me a bit. Well I talk and you write. How does that sound?" Tiffany looked at him and noticed he was nervous but just chalked it up to being in a new environment, one he probably was not used to.

Tiffany walked back around her desk before taking a seat, "Here, give this to your teacher so they will not mark you down as tardy. I would hate to get you in trouble on your first day of class." Tiffany handed him a pass that more or less stated that the teacher had kept him after class. She signed her name to it and watched as Kyle took it and headed out the door.

She wondered for a brief moment if she would see him this afternoon or if he was going to just go home and ignore her request that he stop by after school. Tiffany shrugged and began to work on the next days lesson.
 
Something was off about this teacher, Kyle supposed. Perhaps it was just his imagination because he was unfamiliar with permissions for female teachers. That was probably it, he was new after all and perhaps the after school meeting would come out to his benefit.

Throughout the rest of the day Kyle was teased and picked on at every opportunity. Spitballs flew his way during classes, pieces of bread and trash hit him at lunch. He ignored it all, deciding to take a road in which by ignoring the torment he would not let those people have their fun.

When he walked into Ms. James' class after school, his backpack was covered with spitballs and there was a note taped to his back that said, "Cult Kid sucks dick."

He sighed and tossed the note into the trash by the door before sitting in the front seat of the class while Ms. James just watched him. From his backpack Kyle pulled out his notebook and a pen. He scribbled, The people hear are so cruel to newcomers. Why would they wish to try and torment me when I have not done or said anything to them? Your police set me up in a small apartment, yet they left me no lands in which I can farm my living. Your people buy their food from stores. Can you talk to the police about letting me have my farm back?
 
When Tiffany watched Kyle pull out a notebook and a pen she got up and walked over toward him. Standing beside him she could easily see what he was writing as he wrote it. She read it again to make sure she read it right the first time. Looking to him, "They didn't leave you with any means to pay for your food or anything? And you are living alone? Where are your parents?"

Tiffany watched again as he answered her questions. She frowned at him, wondering why the police would bring him here, put him up, alone, and then not leaving him any means to support himself. They must have thought of some kind of job for him to help support himself.

Tiffany turned the desk next to Kyle even closer so that she could still read what he wrote easily. She slipped into the seat and looked at him a moment. Tiffany didn't know why he was being picked on by some of the girls. He was a good looking young man, who was rather fit for his age. Must have been the days of working on the farm that gave him such a nice body. Tiffany tried to pull her mind away from thinking like that as he was her student. But still it was true. One of the girls should have been falling over him by now.

She noticed he was looking at her rather curiously and she laughed softly, "Sorry about that Kyle. I was trying to think of something that will help you. I doubt the police would be able to give you back your farm or your life. I would be willing to help you in any way that I can. Maybe I can ask the principle if I can personally hire you as an assistant for me. That way you can have some money. I will also teach you where to go to get food. I know you are used to a farm and honestly I might be able to help you get a small garden to work on, but not a huge farm."

Tiffany frowned just slightly, "Kyle if you want I can teach you what you need to do to blend in with what you are given. I know you don't wish to be here, it is obvious, but you have very little choice until you are out of school."
 
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Kyle glanced up at her as she stood beside him. He didn't know what she was talking about but he understood the concept of money and he would need to do something to earn it. If he could get paid for doing stuff for Ms. James then a few bucks wouldn't go remiss, if only used to pay for his food.

He nodded and wrote, That sounds pretty good. Thank you for helping me. I would like to find something to occupy my time. The television is a horrible device, I have seen things that destroy the lines of decency. But I also cannot let myself just sit around my house. To be honest with you I don't care about this school either. I show up here because it is forced upon me in order to keep me with that apartment.

This was a woman who was about to technically become his boss, something that was not allowed in his old life. Men were dominate to women and the idea of a woman as a boss was laughable, but this world was much different. He needed to accept this as part of the way things worked now. Perhaps this was only the first of things he would need to adapt too.

He shook his head and wrote, So what now? I don't really want to go home and I can use tips on how to blend in better, I will not enjoy getting pelted with wet pieces of paper everyday.
 
Tiffany smiled again to him, "I can understand that. And since you are keeping with your traditions of not speaking to females then it will be a bit harder to blend in. But the males of the school, well they are like any other males, you do something they wish they could and you are so top dog for them. I don't understand it completely, but that is how it is. So we just need to find something that will make you popular with the guys and you are in. They won't pick on you anymore and who knows, you may just start a new trend at the school."

Tiffany sat back and crossed her legs which made her skirt rise just above her knee. She tapped her finger against her lips thinking about what they could possibly put in the gossip pool for everyone to chat about. Her eyes moved back over to Kyle and she couldn't help but chuckle at her idea. Yes she would probably get a bit of grief from the principal in this but it was worth it if it made Kyle's life a bit better.

Standing up she moved the desk back into place and moved toward the board, "Come here Kyle and lets see about doing something about all of this." Tiffany began to write some problems up on the board. She knew some of the guys in Kyle's class did things after school and many times came by her classroom to spy on her while she was working on things. Turning she handed Kyle the chalk and leaned back against her desk, "Just begin working the problems, but take your time."

Tiffany knew he was clueless as to what she had planned, but she hoped it helped him just a little bit. Before long she knew the guys were at the door, "Stop right there Kyle, let me show you this." Tiffany walked up behind him, stretched for a piece of chalk and pressed into his back. She whispered to him before he could bolt forward, "Don't move Kyle, please, trust me on this." She leaned into him even more and began writing a step that most don't use but works just as nicely. She turned to him and paused in just the right place that the guys at the door could only see what they wanted to see and she knew it would be something sexual.

She moved back from Kyle with a smile, her eyes staying on him as she turned toward the door. Her fingers brushing over her lips like he had just given her a toe curling kiss. She smiled softly to Kyle before her eyes moved to the door, faking a shocked look she raced to the door, "You guys get out of here now!"

Tiffany heard them chuckling and whispering as they moved down the hallway. She turned back to Kyle and smiled even brighter, "Tomorrow should be a bit better for you."
 
Kyle sighed at he looked at the math on the board, and he knew full well he couldn't solve the stuff. Yet she was a teacher and she deserved that much respect from him so he moved out of the seat and up to the board. He took the piece of chalk from her and reached up to try and solve the boards.

He was focused on the problems before putting the piece of chalk to the board to start to try and solve them. His eyes went wide and he froze when he felt her press behind him. She was warm and soft and smelt like some sort of perfume. He tensed and felt his heart begin to pound rapidly in his chest.

Kyle bit his lip and he wanted to cry out and plead for her to back away. Yet at the same time he wanted her to push closer. It was unique and wonderful and dangerous feeling but she pulled away after a moment before he could say anything.

She told him that tomorrow would be a better day for him, but he didn't know why.

The next day though sure enough, she had been right. HE still got strange looks from people but no one threw anything at him, and no one called him any dirty names under their breath. They glared at him as if they weren't sure what to think of him.

In math that day he went up to the desk and handed the teacher a note that read, What did you do? I've been getting the strangest looks all day. Nobody is hitting me with stuff, but they are staring at me with something I cant tell.
 
Tiffany went through the next day like any other day. She got a few whispers that floated around and she knew what they were about without even hearing them. She was hoping that Kyle's day was going better than yesterday did.

When finally his class began and everyone was working on a few things before she started the new lesson, Kyle walked up to her desk and handed her a note. She read it over and smiled brightly looking up at him. A few of the students of course took it the wrong way because of the rumors she started just by being in the right place at the right time. She picked up her pen and wrote a note back to Kyle, "The guys from this class and others were watching when I pressed into you yesterday. They think you were able to "snag" me, so now they think you are the big man on campus.....they are wondering what it is about you that made me want to have a relationship with you." Tiffany paused before continuing, "We know that is not the case, but at least it got everyone to stop being so mean to you." She haded him the note and winked at him, "Lets get started shall we?"

Tiffany stood up and watched as Kyle moved back to his desk. A few guys giving him the once over before looking at her and back at Kyle. She knew they were trying to figure out it. Tiffany had to turn quickly before anyone seen the smirk on her face. She remembered what it was like in school, always being picked on and she will not let that happen to Kyle; not that she has some 'power' in the eyes of the young men of her classes.

After the class was over with she called out for Kyle to stay back for a moment, she needed to speak with him. Again he got a few looks as the other students left, "You can start helping me today after school if you like. I got it all approved and now all that is keeping it on hold is you. So do you want to start today?"
 
Kyle nodded and gave the teacher a smile before leaving to the rest of his classes. It would feel good to have something to do productive during the afternoon rather than sit around at his home and watch that box of evil. Maybe not evil, he found a channel he liked. Travel Channel.

In watching TV and the Travel Channel in particular, Kyle was begining to understand the way things worked all over the world. With the exception of the Middle East, most cultures didn't seem to mind the women showing off their bodies. Kyle was starting not to mind either, and he was also starting to see that talking to woman was a nessessity of life. How could one not talk to about person because they were female.

The upsetting thing was that it just proved more and more that his life had been a fucking lie.

After the final bell rang Kyle made his way to Ms. James' classroom to report for work. Ms. James was erasing the math from her last class when he walked in and smiled his way when he walked in. The last few students gave Kyle questioning looks as he stepping through the doorway.

He walked up to the teacher and sighed. He prepared himself with a deep breath before saying, "Hello Ms. James."
 
Tiffany was getting the last bit of the equations that were on the board, erased off when she felt Kyle stop beside her. She quickly glanced to him, giving him another soft smile before she turned her attention back to the board, almost done. The sound of his voice startled her and all of her actions stopped. Tiffany turned her eyes to him, the slightly shocked look playing in their depths. Kyle's voice was the kind you imagined hearing from a lover in a dark room. It was deep, husky and could do wonders on a woman. There was the age old saying that a woman's voice was good for phone sex, well Kyle's was perfect for it, if there were male phone sex operators out there; which there might have been but Tiffany didn't know.

She blinked a few times trying to gather her wits about her again. She lowered the eraser, the rest of the board forgotten for the moment, "Kyle, you don't have to. If you believe in not speaking, then don't let me change your mind about it. I can easily read just as easily as I can listen." Tiffany didn't know if she was arguing for his beliefs or the fact that she knew if she had to listen to that voice day in and out she was going to go nuts and do something that was totally improper of a teacher to do.

Glancing back at the board she quickly finished erasing the board, feeling heat begin to rise as she tried her best to trample it back down. Placing the eraser down she turned to her desk and began to dig through papers. That voice was going to be the end of her and it was bad enough it was connected to a good looking guy to begin with. He wasn't that much younger than her. Tiffany scolded herself for the thoughts floating around in her head. She was his teacher and she could lose her job if she....if she.....the images of what she was thinking flashed in her mind. It had been months since her last boyfriend and she was getting the urge to find something more real than her favorite vibrator.

Tiffany cleared her throat and took a seat at her desk, "Ummm what I need you to do today is actually grade a test from one of my other classes. Here are the tests and this is the key." Tiffany didn't even look up at Kyle as she handed him the things he needed while she busied herself with writing something; she didn't even think it made sense.

Tiffany was still going to help Kyle out, but she was going to have to monitor her thoughts in a big way. That idea sorta crumbled the moment Kyle spoke again. Tiffany's eyes raised up to meet his, unsure if they were normal or showed what appeared to be a predator eying her prey.
 
Kyle frowned at her when he spoke. It was as if his question seemed to send her into a world of her own thoughts. He blinked and wondered if he had broken some rule about talking to her outside of his own belief. She seemed to shrugg off the daze and assured him that it would be ok to write to her if he didn't want to talk.

Kyle set his stuff on the nearest desk and glanced over to her, "I have to accept that I am no longer living on my farm in my own world. I can't throw everything I grew up believing out the window all at once. However not talking to girls seems like the most foolish thing to try and hold onto when I see men and woman holding coversations all day long everyday."

He moved to the desk and took the papers that she handed to him. He went about his work diligently and throughly. Taking to the task like any other he handled on his farm. It was easy to match the answers of the students to the key provided by Ms. James and he would finish it rather quickly which bothered him. He hoped she had more for him to do or he would still have lots of free time.

He needed to try and slow his progress down so he looked up and decided to see if Ms. James could teach him more about his new lifestyle. "Can you explain to me why the girls here show so much skin? Are they inviting a mate or just looking for sex? All day long I see breast, butt, and leg everywhere I go."
 
Tiffany started to relax even with the sound of Kyle’s voice floating around her. It was like some tape recorder went off in her head and now she had his voice to listen to all the time. The ideas that came to mind made her blush and her eyes flicked up to Kyle seeing he was grading the papers. Tiffany didn’t know what she was going to do. She was young, only about 10 or so years older than most of the students here, but still wasn’t fucking them against the rules?

Kyle’s voice brought her from her thoughts and even then she continued to think of things she could do to him. His question made her laugh lightly, “Ahh yes, the way the girls dress these days. Well most think the more skin they show the more attention they will get. Some are trying for the most popular boy or the head of the football team. Some just want to show they are easy and will sleep with anything that shows the least bit of interest. I am sure it is a shock to you since it seems like girls didn’t show skin around you before.”

Tiffany slid back her chair and moved closer to him again, “Do you mind telling me how your life was like? I don’t wish to cause you bad memories or anything like that; I am just curious what kind of life you lead.” She moved over toward him and grabbed a chair from the long table beside him. Moving it to his side she took a seat and crossed her legs, placing her hands in her lap. Her eyes stayed on his until he looked away and when he did she couldn’t help but let her eyes roam over him, imagining him in her bed.

Tiffany again fought with herself to keep her thoughts about him as a teacher would, but it was becoming harder and harder to do. He was so innocent and that was turning her on even more.
 
Kyle paused and leaned back in his seat. He thought about his previous life, and he found that stab of pain of having everything he knew shattered. "It was a simple life to the eyes of the life here. No pressure of being social to everyone around you. I was a farmer, I had land and a small home and I grew vegetables on a small field. It was hard work but rewarding because I ate what I grew. I learned to farm from my father, and I was about to become of age to be given a bride when my parents died. I was sad when they passed because without them I was doomed to be alone."

He sighed and shook his head, "I supposed when the police came it was a good thing. I was never going to get married in my former life and the one thing I wanted above all else was to have a wife and a family. Though because I am so strange to you people, I don't suppose I'll be able to court a woman any time soon."

When Kyle looked over at Ms. James she seemed to be lost in her own mind, her eyes glazed over a bit. She realized that he had stopped talking and blinked rapidly.
 
Tiffany was rather shocked to hear that he was pretty much living a life like an adult would be doing, with his own house and a way to live. It was even more shocking to hear that he would be alone all of his life because his parents passed away.

That was a harsh way to live, being promised to someone without getting to know them first. It reminded her of the stories the history teacher would tell her just to make her depressed, not sure why that was. Tiffany blinked a few times after he finished lost in her own thoughts, "Sorry Kyle, that had to be a tough way to lead your life. I mean it built character in you to farm like that and provide, but you are still young, you have most of your life left to find love and have a family. Don't rush it!"

Tiffany was trying to distance herself again, "I am sure, now that you are going to be talking to them, one of those girls will love to go out with you. You are a good looking man and a very nice voice to just listen to. I don't think you will have much trouble at all finding a few of those short skirt wearing girls to jump at a chance of going out with you." Was that a bit of anger at the end there? Surely not!

"I have some things that I need to put up in the closet. Finish those tests up and maybe we can grab some pizza on the way out of here. I know it is early, but I just don't have much today. I am sure I will have more later for you." Tiffany moved over to one of the desk and grabbed what she needed to put up in the closet. She also grabbed the step stool to be able to place the items up high.
 
Kyle nodded and accepted that his work was done for the day. Glancing at the clock he saw how early it was and sighed. He was in for a very boring evening, though perhaps having pizza with Ms. James would kill some time. She certainly was proving to be an entertaining person.

Speaking for which, she stood up on a stool and reached with her tippy toes to grab her things from a high shelf and he saw a near perfect view of her ass. Shapely and firm, her panties and dress did little to cover her smooth round flesh. Kyle jerked his gaze away, completely embarassed but completely intrigued by what he saw.

His loins stirred as he was witnessing more flesh than he had ever seen. It was even further than any cleavage the high school girls showed. Though for Ms. James it was unintentional. He shook his head and stacked up the tests.

"Yeah....uh, pizza sounds ok." He said, "New to me."
 
When Tiffany came back off the stool she looked at him curiously before remembering most of his food came from his farm, "Oh you are going to love it then. This will be so much fun. Pizza and maybe something sinful." Tiffany winked at him as she grabbed the tests and slipped them into her desk. She realized her blouse had gapped open when she bent over but she wasn't about to cover herself or even jerk upright. Instead, her eyes moved up to Jake standing at her desk, a smile curving her lips.

Tiffany knew what she was doing, but she couldn't stop herself. The possibilities of all the pleasures she could give him, much less all the ones she could gain from him were mind blowing. She was completely lost to corrupting this poor guy. Using her status as his teacher to make her move on him. Taking a deep breath, letting her chest rise and fall she slowly stood, "Ready?"

Grabbing her purse she headed out of the door and down the hall. She was making sure that each step she took made her hips sway just a bit more. Was she trying to seduce Kyle? Tiffany could of sworn that was exactly what she was doing. She should quit, but the look on his face was enough not to. Showing him all kinds of pleasures was going to be so much fun!
 
Kyle was arroused, something unusual for him. Of course since he was a man he had gotten erections before. But such visual stimulants from a beautiful woman were completely unknown to him. It just didn't happen in his world, and in this one it was common place. However the difference between the high school girls and this sexy teacher, was that he tried his best to avoid or ignore the sights of their cleavage.

Ms. James was notably subtle about it and Kyle didn't realize she was doing it on purpose. She bent over to put the tests in her desk and her blouse hung open. Her breasts hung heavily down and gave Kyle a great peek at her lucious mounds.

He shook his head and grabbed his stuff, smiling to the teacher when she was ready to go. She went first and Kyle followed her out to her car. The whole way through the halls of the school her hips swayed with her every step, Kyle's eyes stuck to her eyes like it was a giant magnet.

They got into her car, the remaining few students gave them questioning looks when he got into a teachers car. The place she took him too was called Topper's Pizza and it smelt incredible. The entire restaurant smelt like garlic and cheese.
 
Tiffany smiled at Kyle a few dozen times on the ride to the restaurant. When they got in the place she could tell Kyle was savoring the smells that waifed around them. She got a table close to where they actually made the pizzas so Kyle would watch them. She was sure this was totally new to him.

"Kyle would you have any clue what you might want on your pizza? You can have just about anything at all." This was a joy to watch while he went over the list of toppings. The waitress came by and took their drink order while Kyle continued to decide on what he wanted.

When she got back with their drinks, Tiffany ordered their pizza and her mouth watered just thinking on it. Turning a bit toward Kyle she smiled brightly, "Are things getting at least a little bit better at the school?" Tiffany wanted to know if her little trick worked or not. The moment he said her name as his teacher she corrected him, telling him to call her Tiffany.

Tiffany wanted this night to be just a guy and girl out having some fun. She didn't want anything to remind her of the fact she was his teacher and really shouldn't be doing any of this, much less wanting to do even more.

She uncrossed her legs and shifted just a bit to recross them, in the process making sure to rub her leg up against his, "Oh sorry Kyle, tables are so small these days." Smiling to him she planned the next stop in their evening for him. The something sinful and it was just going to get worse if she had anything to say about it. Cringing inside, Tiffany wondered if she could keep herself contained and behaving like she should be.
 
Kyle smile as he stared at the list of toppings that could be put onto the pizza. "Well, Ms. James..." She stopped him and corrected him. He frowned for a moment before nodding slowly. "Tiffany," His voice slow and careful.

She ordered the pizza and got them a pitcher of beer. He took a sip and coughed not used to the taste of this beer. He had beer before in his old world. Hell he had made his own from time to time. But this was bitter and sharper than what he made.

After a few sips though he was drinking it like a champ. He smiled when the cheesy pizza came and he stared at the delightful cheese and pepperoni pie. Tiffany smiled at him and pulled off a slice for him and he took a bite. His eyes widening as the flavor overwhelmed him.

She laughed in amusement at the look on his face before taking her own piece.

After a few slices and a couple of beers, Kyle felt the dizziness of the beer giving him a soft little buzz. He liked it. The buzz he remembered, he would often get a little buzz and sit by his old fire place and fall asleep dreaming of a beautiful woman in his arms.

Now however there was a beautiful woman sitting across from him, who seemed to be toying with him.
 
Tiffany watched his face as he took his first bite of the pizza. The look on his face was quite priceless and she laughed at it. The more they ate and drank the more loose she became. She would touch his leg more often than not now and even lean toward him as they talked.

Tiffany found his world captivating, like an old story you had to read in English class. She hated English class but if she imagined someone that looked like this then she would have paid more attention to the story. Tiffany smiled at Kyle a few dozen times even as she could tell the beer was getting to him. She had nursed hers so she could drive them without any trouble.

When they were done, she paid the bill and they left the restaurant. She kept an eye on him so he didn't stumble or anything of the sort. To anyone that hadn't been around him most of the night already he seemed rather normal, but Tiffany knew the difference already. Kyle was actually savoring the feel of the beer running through his system.

She got into the car and looked to him, "Ready for sinful Kyle?" Tiffany winked at him and put the car in gear and headed down the street. She made one more stop before heading back to her place.

She pulled up out front and looked to him, "Okay home and sinful is in the bag." Slipping from the car she waited for him to join her at the front of the car.
 
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Kyle was a bit disturbed by Tiffany's choice of words. Sinful, let's get Sinful she had said. This bothered him because he did not want to get into anything sinful. Though he felt she was using the word mockingly toward his conservative values. He was curious to see what she has in store for him.

He followed her to her car and grabbed the door as she drove off. He couldn't believe he was going to her home. What was she going to do to him? He wasn't afraid she would hurt him, but he feared how sinful she meant to get.

They got to her home which was a typical teacher's home, small, two bedrooms one bathroom, single story art deco. He nodded and looked around at her place, "Nice home, a little bigger than what I used to have." He told her.

She smiled and walked toward her open door, making sure her ass had no shortage of sway. Kyle's eyes followed that ass like glue, his loins burning with an incredible need.
 
As she moved into the house she glanced over her shoulder, catching Kyle looking at her ass. Tiffany couldn't help but smile, "Make yourself at home, care for another beer?" Tiffany moved into the kitchen to grab a plate, fork and a couple of beers, not really caring if he wanted it or not but just trying to be considerate.

Moving back into the living room where Kyle took a seat, she kicked off her heels and curled up beside him on the couch, handing him his beer. Tiffany couldn't help but smile at him, "Meet sinful Kyle," Tiffany held up a plate with triple chocolate cake. Setting her own beer on the table she turned to him with a big smile, "Ready for possibly the best sensation ever?"

Tiffany picked up the fork and put a small bite on the fork before bringing it up to his lips. Watching him take the bite into his mouth, she slowly slid the fork from his lips and waited. She loved seeing the different expressions crossing his face. She placed the fork on the plate and giggled like a school girl before tapping his leg, "See what I told you, totally sinful don't you think?"
 
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