Bold hot schoolgirl

ever. It was probably best to let them go on thinking that.

'So where's your wife?'

'Out shopping.' He pulled on his skivvies and turned on the bedside lamp. 'Cam we'd better clear out before she comes home.'

'It's kind of late to be shopping. I thought she was always tired.'

'She must've gotten peppy after sleeping all day.'

'Now that I'm here, I was hoping we could spend some time together.'

'We just did.'

'I mean more than just some time in bed. Couldn't we go somewhere?'

'I'm busy, and besides my wife might see us.'

'We could drive to Morriston.'

'Don't have time.' Blake tossed her clothes at her. 'Call me up next week.'

When she was outside walking again, Cammy had a moment of anger followed by a spasm of self-pity. Who did Blake think he was anyhow? He was one hell of a lover, but when ft came to being a gentleman, she couldn't give him very good grades. Didn't he appreciate her? Didn't he appreciate the fact that she was willing to give herself to him with no questions asked?

'If he wasn't so good in bed. I wouldn't even try to see him again!'

The next morning when she came down to breakfast, her father put down his paper and gave her a questioning smile.

'Well, how's your math coming along? Going to make those good grades you need?'

'I don't think you have a thing to worry about,' Cammy said.

'For someone who was pretty far behind, you sure seem confident.'

'I am.' Cammy smiled, thinking of Mr. Anderson's promise. She'd worked hard for her grades all right, even if the labor couldn't be called academic.

'I'm so glad to hear that,' her mother gushed. 'I just knew you could make grades if you put your mind to it.'

'Actually I set more than just my mind to it.'

'How so?' her father asked. 'What I mean,' Cammy hurriedly said, 'is that you have to throw yourself into any challenge. You have to give your all.'

'Yes,' her father said, nodding. 'I see what you mean.'

Cammy was relieved that he didn't see what she meant.

'So this new tutor you found really knows his stuff,' her mother put in.

'Oh, yes!' Cammy smiled. 'He really knows his stuff.'

'And you've been working with your teacher, too,' her mother added.

'Yes, after I got to know Mr. Anderson, I realized he wasn't so bad. The other evening he really gave me his full attention. He thinks I'll be making a very high grade in his class this semester.'

'He was pleased with your ability to learn fast, I suppose,' said Cammy's father.

'I guess so.' Cammy had to look away. Though she'd enjoyed the little word game with her folks, she didn't think she could sustain it much longer. She was actually getting hot just thinking about sex while they thought she was telling them about her academic progress.

'Oh, by the way,' her mother said, 'Ralph has been calling. He said he just has to see you about something important.'

'I'll bet.'

'You like Ralph, don't you?' asked her dad.

'He's all right.'

'He seems like such a nice, clean cut boy,' Cammy's mother rambled on, 'and these days that's a rare thing to find. Most boys are out to get girls to do things they'll be sorry for later.'

'If you'll excuse me, please,' Cammy said, taking her plate to the kitchen. She grabbed her books and sweater, said goodbye to her parents and went out the front door. She wasn't halfway down the block when Ralph honked and stopped beside her.

'Want a ride?' he called, opening the door on her side. Cammy shrugged and got in. Ralph gave her a long look as he slipped into first gear and roared off. 'You don't look so worried anymore. The tutoring must be going pretty good, right?'

'Right.'

'That's good. My old Unk is no slouch when it comes to numbers. He's been teaching at Bambridge for twenty years.'

'What? Twenty years?'

'Yeah, Bud started back in the sixties and…'

'Bud? His name is Blake.'

Ralph gave her a funny look. 'He's my uncle and I know his name is Bud. Bud Garrison. You said Blake?'

'Yeah. And he's too young to have been teaching college for twenty years.'

'Blake,' Ralph repeated. Then his eyes lit up. 'Oh hell, you must have met my other uncle. He takes care of Bud's apartment sometimes when Bud and his wife are out of town.' Ralph looked at her again, his eyes narrowing. 'Don't tell me Blake tutored you?'

'If you want to call it that.' Cammy was furious. She wanted to cry or scream or throw something. She'd called to get help and Blake had tricked her into believing that he was the college prof she was looking for. Then he'd fucked her. The dirty rat!

'So how did you and Blake hit it off?'

'Better than he expected, I'll bet.'

'Did he teach you any math?'

'Not much, but he taught me a few other things.'

'Oh Jesus,' Ralph said, hitting the steering wheel. 'Blake always did think of himself as a cocksman.'

'The dirty bastard.'

'Listen Cammy, if you want me to go talk to him, I will. I'm crazy about you, and I don't like to think of Blake putting his hands on you.'

'He did more than put his hands on me, but I don't need you fighting my battles. I'm okay. I'll survive.'

They rode along in silence for a while. Cammy looked over at Ralph. 'Did you mean that? Are you really fond of me?'

'Hell, I've told you before, haven't I?'

'While you were trying to get a finger in my cunt!' Cammy laughed. 'Or talking me into jacking you off.'

'I meant it, Cammy.'

'As long as your cock is hard.'

'Come on, you know me better than that.' He went past the street they should have turned on to go to school. 'So what're you going to do about Blake?'

'I don't know. It depresses me.'

'Why don't we take off the first few class periods? Go somewhere.'

'Somewhere so you can fuck me.'

'I'll eat your cunt. To show you how much I love you. I'll make you come so many times you'll beg me to stop.'

'The big stud.'

'I won't do anything else. I just want to make you happy!'

Cammy was getting wet just thinking about it. 'Maybe that would be nice.'

'Hey, there's Janet,' Ralph said, pointing. 'She must be cutting out of school, too. Look at her watching for somebody who might know her. Man, does she look guilty.'

'Stop, let's give her a ride.'

Ralph looked confused. 'But I thought I was gonna take you some place and eat…'

'I know. We still can. Let's take Janet, too. She's my best friend and she gripes about being horny all the time. Wouldn't you like to eat her too? Maybe even fuck her?'

Ralph rubbed his chin. 'Jeez, I don't know. I never thought about being naked with two chicks at the same