Summer Art Camp Teacher
I might have fallen for a woman with the last name of Vancherie. I guess it was a major crush. One time, when she was walking up the stairs, she was twisting her ** pretty hard and I was right behind her. She was a physical kind of teacher to me. When I'd be working, she'd come and lean over me or sit next to me. One time I was standing in my chair trying trying to get something off a shelf and she came out of nowhere and grabbed me by my stomach and lifted me up. I felt her ** against my back that day. She is so beautiful too.
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