The labyrinth of pleasure

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This is the story of Candida, a young innocent exchange student who traveled from Mexico to Miami with a suitcase full of dreams and many recommendations for all teachers, with whom the girl had been very caring and selfless They still sigh when the recall. so innocent, with her curvy body and gorgeous, impossible to ignore even under long skirts and baggy jackets they used, which made her look like a nun or a woman of another era. Its curves were inevitably notice under all those clothes in spite of it, and while distracted , received the blatant stares of the men who fantasized with her once, Candida caught Professor Gutierrez staring at her breasts as if hypnotized The poor girl was very nervous, she blushed and said.. “Professor, do you miss something? “. he woke up, he realized that he had been stuck at her and replied:” Oh, yes, sorry, miss. I’m very tired and when I am well, my view is fixed. ”

Candida was applied and had worked hard to get a scholarship; also she struggled to keep her as his career was very difficult. Almost she had no friends because he spent all the time stuck in the library; besides, he was always busy as an assistant in various subjects. His academic excellence made the repudiation win, especially girls, and also because their boyfriends wanted to conceal Candida although making life impossible. Candida was always a victim of abuse by their peers.

In summer, for example, the boys threw him water pumps. That was the season when she inevitably had to wear less clothing, so the blouses she wore was marked in the breasts, and her nipples obviously hardening, which put guys like crazy. When she went to the bathroom to dry, the boys spying: she pulled all her clothes and left only in underwear. Trying to dry clothes and dry it with the hand dryer, which will take a long time and was virtually useless. Through the window, watching the boys and even had some who masturbated shamelessly. To them this caused them great internal conflict, because on the one side was the social pressure exerted by the other girls but on the other hand, lamented what Candida I became very sad. Sometimes she wept with frustration when she thought no one was looking, and that young people felt a strong desire to go to comfort her: embrace and lick the tears that fell over her breasts.

Such things were that Candida arrived late to class. Coincidentally, there was a class that always made her late. It was the teacher Bridget, a very strict lady who could not forgive the faults of their students. It had been more lenient with Candida for their notes, but was now very upset with her. One day he said flatly reprove thought, because she was sick I had so many delays and some absences. The teacher asked what was wrong, but Candida would not betray his comrades and was silent. When Bridget said that the percentage of attendance was not enough to pass the bouquet, Candida began to mourn and said he was willing to do anything. Candida was always afraid of losing his scholarship and always thought of his parents who had sacrificed so much for her to get where she was, so I was very conscious of not making any mistakes that disgrace.

Impatiently, Bridget made to calm down and asked him to stand up. He closed the door and locked classroom and turned off the lights. Candida felt hands slowly sliding down her breasts, and lips stuck in his neck. Professor smelled the scent hair girl. Candida dared not move or say a word: I trembled. Bridget only said: “quiet, enjoy, you will not miss anything. You’ll see that after this I will not have the reprobarte “. Knowing that this was true, despite its internal conflict, Candida left. The teacher opened her blouse Candida flip blowing a few buttons, and began to lick his neck. Then his tongue into the mouth of Candida and kissed her expertise.

It was not the first woman he kissed Candida. At least, she consoled herself Candida in your mind, this teacher was not so old and very beautiful: it also looks and was received in the wet dreams of the students. Just thought this for a second, because its moral intervened and rebuked them for their complacency: they are taking advantage of you, you are using for sexual purposes, does not have no respect for yourself? The notes are not everything, integrity comes first!

Someone knocked on the door to get back in class, and that saved Candida. It was buttoning her blouse as she could and turned his back while the teacher opened the door. “We were working out some issues with Ms. Valente, but we are ready, is not it?” Said the very ordinary teacher, calmly. Candida ran to the bathroom, embarrassed and with tears about to flow from his eyes.

He wondered why he always happened that sort of thing. She felt weak and powerless to change what was happening around her.