After School Math Lessons
Well... it's been... what... nearly four and a half years since my first story. While most came just after the posting of the first story, I thank all those who sent requests for more stories. I finally got motivated to do another by a friend. I haven't been able to rp with him, so this is my contribution to him =3. Here's my second story. I hope I was able to take some of the suggestions given to me from the first story and apply them here. Thanks to Sempre, Fever, and Davey for looking over my story. It's not perfect, but I am much happier with it now.
Ok... contains age play, slight nc (I find it very hard to have it forced from start to finish =/... sorry Davey), impregnation, and whatever other tags I've added to it. If you are underage or offended by age play and slight nc, please leave now. This is your only warning.
After School Math Lessons
The little eight-year-old husky sighed as she stared at her math word problems. She really loves math, but can't seem to get a grasp of her word problems. 'Why must these things be hard' she wonders, taking a glance around the class at the other students working hard to finish their math packets. She grumbles to her self as she looks back down at her packet. 'So frustrating,' she thinks as the words keep throwing her train of thought off. 'Why can't they just be like 15+6='. She glanced up and looked at the clock for what seemed like the millionth time, wondering when the clock would strike two thirty, sighing again as she notices only two minutes passed since the last time she looked.
'Only two,' she thinks as she looks back down at her paper. She starts to bob her pencil up and down on her thumb while placing her head onto her paw with her elbow on her desk as she stares at the problems some more. 'Stupid math problems' she thinks again, her eyes slowly closing as she thinks of the upcoming weekend and her friend next door's birthday coming up on Saturday.
Mr. Dave looked up at the clock, checking the time. Seeing there was still another twenty minutes left before school let out, he looked around the room at the students. Smiling to himself as he watched his students work away at learning, before laying eyes on the young husky pup dozing away. He got up quietly and made his way towards the red-brown husky, looking down at her current page to see what's been done so far. The white fox frowned a little, seeing that she hadn't even tried to attempt to work out the problems on the paper. Quietly he kneels down besides her, placing a paw on her shoulder to slowly shake it to wake her up, trying not to embarrass her in front of her classmates. She wakes up with a slight start, opening her bi-colored eyes to see her teacher staring at her. She slowly sits up in her chair and looks back down at her work packet. Mr. Dave whispered to her quietly, again not wanting to embarrass her in front of her class.
"Sashy, please see me after class instead of going to the after school program. I'll let Ms. Dauls know you won't be showing up today so she can direct your mother to my office when she comes to pick you up." He states before getting up and making his rounds around the class to see how the rest of the students are faring. She groans to herself, not sure what to think of the detention she just received, afraid of what her mother will say about it.
"Just great," she mumbles as she looks back down at her word problems.
Brrrriiiiinnnnnnnggggg.... The students cheer loudly and get out of their chairs, heading in a not so orderly fashion towards their backpack cubbies. They giggle and horse around as they get their backpacks and head towards the door.
"Remember to finish what you didn't finish in class and to do pages fifteen and sixteen in your math workbooks. It's only fifteen questions so it isn't much," Mr. Dave reminds his class before they file out of the class. There is a short groan from the class before the joyful voices of the excited cubs is heard again as they head off towards home or the after school program, a fun weekend ahead of them. All that is except Sashy. The four foot, two inch husky girl walks slowly up to the teacher's desk, her tail low behind her. Mr. Dave watched as the girl moves towards his desk.
"Please bring your math work packet and math work book and come to my office," he simply states to her. He looks down as she returns to her desk to retrieve her pencil, workbook and math packet. He smiles some at the dejected pup as he picks up the phone.
"Ms. Dauls. Yes, this is Mr. Dave. Sashy won't be coming to the after school program today. No, she's not sick. She fell asleep in class and hadn't even started on her math work packet so I've given her detention. I'm going to see if perhaps she needs help with her math. Yes, we'll be fine. When her mother comes, please send her to my classroom. Yes. Oh, and please don't tell Sashy's mother she's in detention. Tell her that she needs help with her math. Thank you Ms. Dauls."
He looks up as he puts the phone back on the receiver, sitting back for a moment in his chair as he studies Sashy. The little second grader is wearing a pink floral mid thigh dress, the colored flowers having pretty sequins catching the light as she moves. From under the hem of the dress come black tights, covering the little husky's legs all the way to her ankles. On her feet are metallic bronze sandals, made to fit her digitigrade feet. Sashy stands quietly as her teacher looks at her, slowly shifty her weight from one paw to the next as she wonders what sort of punishment is in store for her.
"Alright." Mr. Dave says as he stands up, pushing his chair back as still looks down at his pupil. "Are you having any problems with your work, Sashy?"
She nods slowly and mumbles quietly, "I hate these word problems. I don't understand them."
Mr. Dave chuckles a little before turning towards his office, opening the door and standing there to let his student inside. "Ok, let's see if I can help you out a little then. In the office you go," he says, laughing some as she drags her feet along, moving herself into his office.
He follows her inside and moves around her to go to his desk, indicating her to sit down in the chair in front of it. She sits down and watches him quietly as he moves to sit down. The fox is pure white except for the tips of his ears, tail and paws, which are jet black in color. His white tail sways to the side some as he brushes the front of his black pants before sitting down. He unbuttons the top button on his blue polo shirt, easing his neck some to get a bit more comfortable as he sits down.
"Alrighty then," he states. "Let's see if we can help you now." She nods some, watching him quietly. "Ok, let's focus on the first one now." She opens her packet and looks at the first one quietly, still not saying anything. He lets her try and get it on her own first before he sighs some as she watches her. "Any idea?" he asks after she brings her pencil to the paper, hesitates and brings it up again. She shakes her head. "Ok. You pick up six oranges off the ground while your friend picks up fourteen off the tree. How many more oranges does he have?" he asks, watching her trying to grasp the words. She shakes her head and sniffles some.
"Why can't they just be like numbers?" she asks. He chuckles a little at the plight of his student.
"Well if they were just numbers, they wouldn't be called word problems now, would they?" he asks. He scoots his chair back and turns her paper around so he can see it clearly instead of reading it upside down. He shakes his head, scolding himself some for not picking an extra packet off his desk. He'll just share her packet and help her instead of getting up and getting another copy.
"Come here so we can both see it and let's solve it together." She gets up quietly and moves around to the side of the desk.
"Where am I gonna sit?" she asks.
He pats his leg. "Just sit right here," he says. "I'm not gonna bite you now." He states with a chuckle as she hesitates some. She nods a little and scoots over. She looks at his leg before deciding to just sit straight on it, with her legs to either side of his thigh. Her poofy tail curls off to the right as she sits down. He scoots his chair in to get her closer to the paper.
"Ok. Now let's get to work. You have six oranges. Go ahead and write the number six next to the problem. You friend has fourteen. Now the problem asks how many more oranges does he have. So subtract six from fourteen." He states, watching as she suddenly writes the math problem in and solves it before he goes on.
"See, all you have to do is write down the numbers and pay attention to what the word problem asks. Don't worry about the rest of the question. Let's try another one. Five of your friends have two wheel scooters. How many wheels is that altogether?" he asks, watching her write the five and the two down. She looks down at the paper for a moment and ponders what sign is needed. Stumped she looks over her shoulder to her teacher, her eyes begging for some help. He chuckles.
"Ok... Five of your friends have scooters. Each scooter has two wheels. So how many wheels are there total? It's asking a multiplication question." He states, chuckling again as she goes ahead and completes her problem.
As they worked on the first page, Sashy slowly grasped how to bring out the math from the problem. As she finished the first page, Mr. Dave looked up at the clock, noticing only twenty-five minutes had passed since the last school bell. Seeing as her mother wouldn't be here for at least another two and a half hours, he suggested that they finish her homework so she'd be set for a fun weekend. During the next forty-five minutes she worked diligently with her teacher, needing him less and less. She giggled as she finished the last problem, slamming her pencil down in triumph.
"DONE!" she exclaimed as her teacher scooted his chair back from the desk. She looked up and over at him as he looked down, a wide smile plastered on her white muzzle, her bi colored reddish and blue eyes sparkling.
He smiles back, looking down at his student. His smile freezes some as he notices her dress had ridden up during the math session as she slipped and scooted back up on his leg while doing her math. No longer did it go down mid thigh. It was now bunched up around her waist, giving Mr. Dave a clear view of her black tights covered crotch. The sight causes his sheath to start to fill. Before he says anything she jumps up, turns around and jumps into his lap, her legs straddling his waist as she gives him a big hug.
"Thank you lots, Mr. Dave," she giggles. He chuckles uncomfortably, patting her back in congratulations as his mind wanders to other thoughts. Jumping onto his lap as she did landed her crotch on top of his filling sheath, which causing it to fill faster, the tip of his pink shaft poking out the opening. Her expression changes to one of confusion as she feels something growing against her crotch, the little husky looking down. Before she can ask anything or he can say anything, his office phone rings. He scoots her off his lap as he reaches for the phone.
"Sashy, go get your backpack please." He states, a little relieved that the phone rang when it did. He looks back at the phone as it rings a second time, the teacher holding his paw over the phone. ‘She does look real cute' he thinks, watching her wagging tail sway to and fro as she skips out of the office.
"Leave the door open please, and don't leave the classroom." He calls out to her, the little husky stopping to stop up the door and continue onward to the backpack cubbies. The phone rings a third time before he picks it up.
"Mr. Dave, how may I help you? Oh, Mrs. Calhoun. Yes, Sashy is here. She needed some help with her math problems. I think she's gotten a grasp on word problems. Oh. How long? No, the after school program doesn't stay open till that time. They leave approximately half an hour earlier. Sure, no problem. I have some papers to grade anyway. No, she won't get in my hair. She can play on the computer. No, she doesn't have any homework left. She worked hard and got all of it done within the last hour and a half. No problem really. I'll see you around six. Bye."
He replaces the receiver and sits quietly for a moment. He doesn't notice that Sashy has already rushed to one of the computers to sign on and play math blaster. He jumps as the classroom door opens, the teacher not expecting anyone. The janitor, a middle-aged wolf looks in and sees the child on the computer and the office door open.
"May I come in?" the janitor asks, not sure if he should intrude or not. Mr. Dave nods, beckoning the janitor in.
"Sure. We were just finishing up a math lesson," he states, getting up and sticking his head out of his office when he noticed she wasn't by the cubbies anymore. "And I guess she heard me that she can play on the computer a little bit." He says, chuckling.
He looks at the clock, noticing that the clock had just struck four. About two hours before her mother comes to pick her up. He looks over to Sashy, thinking again about the wonderful view of her crotch and then the feeling of it on his sheath, the thoughts causing his sheath to start to swell again. He quietly sits down at his classroom desk, nodding to the janitor as he goes about tiding up the class and making it nice and clean. Mr. Dave tries to focus on the folder of papers needing to be graded, though his mind keeps going back to thinking about Sashy.
The closing door brings him back, the janitor doing his job and quietly leaving the teacher to grade and baby-sit. Looking back up to the clock, Mr. Dave notices that only fifteen minutes has gone by. Looking over to Sashy playing happily on the educational games, he decides he's going to try and see how far he can go.
"Sashy, can you come here for a moment?" he asks, watching her pause her game and get up, skipping happily over to his desk. He gets up and goes back into his office, beckoning her to follow. He picks up her math packet from his desk and opens it up to a page for next week's math, patting his leg.
"You wanna try and get some of next week's math out of the way? That way you can have a lot more time to play on the computer instead of doing class work next week" he points out.
She ohs and yeahs at the thought of being able to be on the computer more, happily climbing back onto his leg, again with her legs on either side of his. He places a paw on her knee and scoots up to his desk. For ten minutes he idly rubs her knee as he instructs her on next weeks math, the little girl thinking nothing of it. During the ten minutes she slips down and scoots back up his leg three times, her dress once again riding up on her. As she dives head long into the problems, he decides to try and step it up.
'With only about an hour and a half left, no time can be wasted,' he thinks. He looks down and slowly rubs his paw higher, rubbing up the inside of her mid thigh, causing the little pup to shudder and stop, looking down at the paw.
"What are you doing Mr. Dave?" she asks, the little girl not understanding the tingling feeling. Not a bad feeling mind you, but a very unfamiliar one.
"Well little one, I was thinking of perhaps teaching you a different type of math. It is a math game that adults like to play. But you can't tell anyone about it. It's a secret game that must be kept between the two of us."
Her mouth opens in an o', the little girl loving the idea to learn something that the other kids won't learn for a while. "I promise Mr. Dave. Can you teach me? Please!" she shouts out. He moves his paw further up, closing in on where her inner thigh connects to her body. She squirms some, but doesn't complain.
'Too easy' he thinks as he continues to rub her thigh. "Ok little one, or should I say big girl. But you have to be quiet as well.
Scooting the chair back some to allow for easier movement, Mr. Dave moves decides to make his move, his paw cupping the little girls crotch, slowly rubbing in a circular motion. She whines and squirms at the unexpected touch of her private parts, but doesn't vocally complain or make a move to try and stop him. In fact she is very confused. His touching is making her feel very good, the little girl leaning back into him. Mr. Dave chuckles as he feels her crotch become warmer, her tights starting to trapping the moisture from her little cunny lips as her young body responds to his ministrations.
'Who knew such a young girl could start to become wet' he thinks to himself. "Well the first part of the game is subtraction. Adults love to subtract. Sometimes they subtract a little, other times they subtract a lot. Sometimes they subtract all the way to zero. I think we'll just subtract one for now," he states, his paws moving up to slip his thumbs under the hem of her tights.
"What do you mean subtract?" she asks, not sure what was to be subtracted.
"Clothes of course." He responds, pulling her tights down to her ankles as he lifts her slightly. She eeps and flips her tail around to cover her panty covered crotch. He chuckles some and moves a one paw to pull her tail out of the way and hold her while moving the other back to her crotch.
"How cute." He states as he looks down at her panties, the pink bikini panties sporting a cartoon rabbit just above a damp spot in her panties. He rubs the slightly damp panties, rubbing her slit through just one piece of clothing. She squirms and pants as his finger starts rubbing along the lips, going from the bottom of her slit all the way to the top where her little clit is slowly emerging.
"When a guy feels that the girl is ready for the next subtraction, he has plenty of things to subtract... usually. Though I think I'm just going to subtract only one more today." He says with a chuckle, groaning some as her squirms of pleasure cause her to wiggle back against his crotch.
With that he moves his right paw up while holding her with his left paw and proceeds to hook his fingers under her panties, just over where her tail goes through. Lifting her some he gives the panties a quick, firm yank, pulling them down off her tail and to her knees. Settling her back down, he moves his other paw down and proceeds to remove the tights and panties completely from her legs. The little girl is rather embarrassed now; her dress bunched up around her waist and her cunny lips in full view of her teacher.
Sashy looks down as her panties and tights are removed. Her white furred crotched is exposed for her beloved teacher to see, her reddish brown legs to either side of his leg. She watches quietly, not sure exactly what's happening.
'What is he doing? It feels good, but why do only adult play?' she wonders as his paw moves back to her slit. 'Have I wet myself?' she thinks as she looks over to where her panties are on the desk, the slight damp spot showing.
Her mind and eyes are brought back to her crotch as Mr. Dave slowly presses a finger into her, wiggling it around while rubbing her small clit with his thumb. She squirms and bucks on his finger, the intense feeling causing her to have her first orgasm ever experienced. Mr. Dave chuckles as she squirms, waiting for her to ride it out before pressing a second digit into her, trying to stretch her young sex for what's to come. She whines as a second finger intrudes, watching as he slowly slips his fingers in and out of her young vagina.
'My, my, I didn't know that one so little could have an orgasm or cum like that,' Mr. Dave thought. Her unused tunnel snugged tightly against his fingers as he pressed into her, his fingertips coming to a stop on her virginity. 'This is gonna be fun' he thought.
Mr. Dave removed his fingers and lifted her up. He turned her around and placed her on his desk, facing him. Instinctively her tail went up to cover herself. He chuckles as he stands up and unbuckles his pants.
"Now back to the lesson," he states as he frees himself from his pants and boxers. Next the guy subtracts some clothing. Again, I'm going to subtract only two pieces. The girl then can help the guy get ready for either addition or multiplication. Multiplying only happens to much older girls, so we won't cover that today. But we will go through the motions so you can get the hang of it. First a girl generally licks a guys addition and multiplying tool."
With that he holds out his now stiff penis to her muzzle, encouraging her to lick it. "Remember, you can play more on the computer next week if we finish this lesson." He reminds her. Less class work and more fun gets her going, though he can see she's very reluctant. He sighs and holds onto the back of her head.
"You have to lick it like it's a lollypop. You can suck it too and it makes the guy feel real good like I made you feel earlier. A guy can also lick and suck on girl, but that's another lesson." He states as he guides her head to his stiff rod. She slowly licks it like he suggests, fighting a little as he guides his length a little into her mouth.
"Just suck on it like a sucker." He coaxes. So she does so as he doesn't seem to be letting her head go. He starts to thrust softly into her mouth for a couple of minutes as her tongue plays along the tip before he pulls out. She looks up to him in curiosity, wondering what will happen next as he leans over her, scooting her bum to the edge of the desk. Figuring she will probably scream as her virginity is taken, he leans down to kiss her.
"Another thing adults love to do is addition with their tongues. They add their tongues to each other's mouth. Lemme show you." He states as he kisses her, pressing his tongue into her muzzle. Again she squirms and fights, all of this happening a little fast for her.
As he holds her with one paw, he picks her up with the other. He sits back down on the chair, deciding to let gravity help out before putting her back on the desk to try and tie with her. He stops kissing her for a moment, taking the time to straddle her over his waist and get her ready for the long division... of her young tunnel. Satisfied, he slowly lowers her onto the tip of his shaft, using one paw to steady her while the other to pull apart her cunny lips to make things easier.
She begins to squirm as the tip spreads her apart, her tight tunnel stretching to accommodate his girth. Firmly seated he brings his guiding paw back up to her head as he slowly rocks his shaft into her, slowly but surely gaining ground on her tight tunnel. He brings her head close to his as she grabs at her shirt and tries to stand up or move away. He kisses her again and slowly pulls her down onto his shaft, the top popping through the tight ring of muscles into her warm, slick tunnel. He stops the kiss when he feels the tip press against her virginity.
"Honey, this will probably hurt, but if you wanna learn more about addition of a guy and a girl, long division of the girl, and the process of trying to multiply, it must be done," he states, trying to soothe her some. "I'm very happy you wanted to learn with me. I love you for doing so." He states.
She gets feels warm inside with him talking to her, but it doesn't take away from the discomfort she feels, nor does his words stop her from trying to get up. "But it hurts now. I dun wanna learn anymore." She cries out to him.
Before she says anything else he kisses her deeply, deciding to do it quickly as he lifts her up till just the tip is inside and then pulls her down, his shaft spearing through her virginity and pressing deeper into her unused tunnel. Sure enough, she screamed, except no one heard her through his kissing. Tears flowed down her cheeks as he just holds her there, not letting her down any further or up off him.
He gives her a moment to get used to him inside her. As he pulls away from the kiss, his paw reaches between them to rub on her little clit. While it does nothing to take away the sharp stinging pain, the rubbing gives her small, pleasurable jolts that push through the pain.
"I'm sorry, but I had to do it fast." He tells her, leaning over to lick at her cheeks. "I promise that I'll make it feel better." With that he moves a paw up under the hem of her dress, his digits moving to caress her nipples.
He goes back to kissing the whimpering pup while she sits with most of his shaft buried inside her, his paws caressing two pleasurable centers and his tongue dancing along her own tongue and teeth. He continues for a couple of minutes, working faster and faster on her little pleasure buttons. As he pulls away from the kiss she leans into his chest, her hips giving twitches as her tight tunnel pulses along his shaft. Her whimpers have stopped as she pants.
"I.... It... it's feeling... better." She pants. With that me moves his paw away from her clit and gives short jabs into her, his shaft bottoming out. He holds onto her and stands up.
"I'm going to lay you on the desk, ok." He states as he leans her back on the desk. He looks down at the joining as he lifts her legs up, her little slit now almost in an o' around his shaft. Slowly he begins to thrust into her, building up to deeper and faster thrusts as her slick walls stretch to allow the adult's intrusion.
The little girl finds her hips starting to lift, not in perfect time, but close enough to his thrusts. Muscles unused before begin to squeeze and grasp at his thrusting shaft, each thrust pressing against her clit. Her pants become slight moans, a mixture of the discomfort of being stretched and pleasure the torturous shaft is giving her.
‘I think I can tie her,' he thinks as he feels himself begin to swell, pressing harder and harder against her to try and get his growing knot in before it becomes too big. She whimpers, not knowing what's trying to shove it's way in now, her cunny lips clinging to the knot each time it pulls back.
Mr. Dave leans down and kisses her deeply once more as he gives a hard thrust, popping his knot past her outer lips and into her tight tunnel, the muscles locking behind the knot. She whimpers in pain and whines into his mouth at the sudden pain, her tight tunnels squeezing tightly on his shaft. Feeling the warm, tight walls of her slick wall squeeze on his length and knot is all that is needed to set him over the edge, the fox continuing to give short jabs as his shaft swells and pulses, short jets of seed squirting up into her young, developing womb.
The pain and pleasure combining with the soothing warmth spreading inside her are a little too much for the little pup. Her body twitches as her slick walls milk the pulsing shaft, the little pup having her second orgasm as Mr. Dave leans over her. He pants while his shaft emptying its contents into her. He smiles and looks down at her panting form, noticing that the little girl passed out. He reaches under her back and supports her as he settles back into his chair, the girls white fur around her crotch seemingly blending right into his. He licks her cheeks as she comes to, looking into her bi colored eyes.
"That wasn't so bad, now was it?" he asks, the little girl shaking her head a little.
"It still hurts some." She whines, causing the teachers heart to flutter. He pulls her to him and rubs her back.
"I'm sorry it hurt, but it tends to hurt the first time you learn the math. It got better, didn't it?" he asks, which gets a slight smile out of muzzle as she looks back up at him.
"Well it was till you pushed another thing into me." She states, looking down to where they were joined.
"We have to sit her for a few minutes until I shrink enough to come out." He states, moving a paw to rub at her clit. Leaning down he lifts her dress just enough to lick at her nipples, his fingers dancing along her clit. She whines out once more, this time more in pleasure as his magical digits give her a third orgasm as his knot deflated, showing her it can be better than all the pain she experienced. Mr. Dave squirmed himself; her tight walls making his deflated knot start to grow again. Not wanting to go another round just yet with the young cutie, he lifts her off his shaft. Her milking walls grip at him, not wanting to let go, though he manages to get her off him with an audible pop.
He sets her on his desk, quickly reaching for his box of tissues as his cum started to ooze out of her cunny. After managing to control the flow, he has her hold the tissues there. Reaching over to some baby wipes he cleans up around her crotch and then attends to around his shaft. He throws away the used tissues and wipes, smiling at her.
"Thank you for allowing me to teach you advanced math. I hope you would like to try it again sometime," he says, rubbing her thigh as he helps her put her panties and tights back on.
"I don't want it to hurt again." She says quietly, not saying that she doesn't want to do it again. He licks her cheek and gives her a hug, wanting nothing more than to take, impale and tie her once more. "Remember, I won't be able to teach you any more if you tell anyone." He states as he pulls his boxers and pants back on.
"I have more to teach you the next time around," he says. "For now though, we need to get dressed as your mom will be here soon. Here, this is to keep my love inside of you." He says as he gives her a few more tissues in which he sticks one in the still open crack of her deflowered slit and the rest in the crotch of her panties where they cover her slit. He pulls up her panties and puts her tights back onto her legs, but doesn't pull them up.
"How about a little more fun?" he asks, checking the clock to see how much time before her mother should arrive. 'Still another twenty minutes' he thinks to himself as he positions her on his leg so he can rub at her slit through her panties for a while longer. Unable to help himself he reaches into her panties and pulls out the tissues so he can insert a finger into her, rubbing her insides while using his thumb to brush and massage her clit.
A few minutes into the new massage brings the little pup close to her fourth orgasm, the pup now actively thrusting herself against the intruding digit and wonderfully teasing thumb. Her breath catches for a moment as her body twitches, the magic fingers setting her off... just as a knock sounded on the door.
Mr. Dave starts, nearly knocking the poor girl off his leg. "Be there in a moment!" he calls out as he removes his paw and lowers her onto her wobbly feet, her strength sapped from her latest orgasm. He pulls her tights up and straightens her dress down before wiping his hand clean with his wipes.
Mr. Dave guides Sashy out of the office, closing the door hoping nothing will seem out of place. He walks to the door to let Mrs. Calhoun in, pointing the still wobbly pup to the backpack cubbies in the back of the class just as Mrs. Calhoun let herself in.
"Thank you very much for watching her," she states, turning to watch as her pup ambles up to the grown ups with her backpack. "Where you good for Mr. Dave?" she asks her pup, getting a tired but happy smile back from Sashy.
"She was very well behaved. I also got her to start a little on next week's class work, which earned her extra credit. She is a very bright child." He states. Little does he know that the young girl is developing a little earlier than most, and his extra credit is already burrowing inside and doing long division and multiplying as it settles in her womb.
To be continued?