Vicious Entanglement

Rebecca raced home, confident that her physics test had gone well...even though her day in general perhaps didn't.

She unlocked her front door, and yelled "Im home!", but the house remained silent...
She stood there for another minute, repeating what she said even louder, but still no response.

Since no one was home she began stripping off her clothes, remaining in only her bra and panties.
She quickly went into the bathroom and locked the door, immediately unhooking her tight black bra, and dropping it on the white tiled floor.
Her nipples almost hardened instantly at the cool air.
She ripped off her wet panties next and sighed with disgust at her lust.
She turned on the shower, and washed her long brown hair first, taking a handful of her favorite strawberry scented body wash and started on her long white legs.

She stopped at her womanhood, slowly running her fingers up and down her lips , teasing her tight entryway.
The steam rolling out of the shower became thicker as she stimulated the tiny bud, that jolted her nerve endings alive.
She was flushing as thoughts of McClear flooded to mind and she remembered the feel of his cock on her, moaning.....- She opened her eyes and hit the wall of the shower, leaning her head against the cold wall, "What the hell is wrong with me, I cant get that bastard out of my head" she grumbled and jumped out of the shower, ignoring the ache in-between her legs and finding some clothes to wear to the grade nine orientation.

She settled with a tight dark jean, and dark green baby doll top, that matched her green ballet flats. She let her hair down, adding voluminous mousse creating a cute loose wave. By the time she finished her make up, it was 8, and time to go. With a thin coating of black eyeliner, underneath a soft matte green eyeshadow, she finished with a lather of black mascara and put on some nude lipgloss. She got into the car and waited for her mom to drive her back towards the school.

Ms. Bialle noticed Becca immediately and dragged her into the small auditorium, where the principal already stood on stage, ready to give the newcomers a welcoming speech. She stood at the back of the room with the other students, waiting for the principal to finish his speech so that they could start the school tour.
She couldn't help but look around for McClear, she eyed down the teachers one by one, starting with the cute geography teacher, who always made her laugh. "I'd rather it be you who did such indecent things.." she muttered but shook her head, what a thing to say!
Then the row of science teachers that she never got along with... Science may be her favorite or most interesting subject but no matter what, the teachers she would get , absoutley hated her. Science unfortuantly, was just not one of her strong points.
She sighed, going down the religion row. She smiled, the majority of her favorite teachers taught religion. They were all different, and Rebecca loved how unique they were and their skill for teaching. Next was math, her worst subject, she admits that but atleast the teachers were hilarious, and frighteningly genius. The next few teachers were random, hospitality , also known as home economics, was taught by a cute blue eyed man, who somewhat creeped Rebecca out but nonetheless was eye candy. Art teachers, seemed to despise Rebeccas lack of artistic characteristics, since she couldn't draw anything to save her live. Past a couple of random subjects, finally English. Truthfully, so far, until this year, she adored the English teachers. They all tried their best and had a knack for explaining things.

Last , was McClear, standing there , in one of his finest suits, staring directly at her.
Rebecca gulped, feeling a little uncomfortable. She avoided his eye contact and tried to concentrate on the principal, but her body reacted to his stare and she could feel the goosebumps rising on her skin. He smirked, pulling on his tie, his eyes never leaving her body.

Finally the old man, stopped talking and slowly everyone started getting up. Rebecca was ready to take the first group of people around the school. The teachers slowly started to leave as well, having to stand inside their class rooms to wait for each group to come around as they explain their designated subjects. McClear came right past Rebecca, and coyly whispered into her ear,
" You look gorgeous, don't take too long coming to my class" he winked goodbye, and as sly as he is, no body noticed at all.
With Rebeccas group ready to go, she started with the tour, she finally stopped blushing and the heat that aways overcoem her when he's around seemed to dissipate. First off on the list of subjects, was the hospitality kitchen, which had just been refurbished....
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Last on the tour was Mr.McClear's class. As much as Rebecca tried to prolong the tour at other subjects, the end was inevitable.
Although, In the middle of the tour Rebecca already saw Ms.Bialle so she recieved all her needed community service hours.

Ms. Bialle, and so it seemed the rest of the tour groups had finished early, which made sense considering Rebecca was taking her sweet time, trying to avoid the last class on her list, but this left Rebecca the only one left at school.

Her group went inside McClear's class as Rebecca remained outside, thinking that this should be a better idea.

About 15 minutes later, his presentation was finished and everyone began filing out.
It was the end of the tour and the last few people in the school were leaving the premises.
With a sigh she finished her tour and saw everyone out the door, answering any extra questions, wishing everyone a good night.
With that Rebecca sighed, happy the night was over and was about to leave before McClear grabbed her arm and pulled her into the dark class room, slamming the door behind him, the lock clicking in place.

"W-What are you doing!?" She screamed.