A teacher wants to talk to him
Short Stuff
chapter 3
by
copier
· original author:
lordmep
"Bobby." A woman called. "Could I see you for a moment."
Seeing that it was a teacher, Bobby had no choice but to oblige.
Ms. Amelia was Bobby's third period teacher, an old friend of his mom, and a rather impressive woman. She was 32 years old and was over 6 feet tall, making her an absolute giant to the minuscule Bobby. She had the most gorgeous curves of any Bobby knew with F cup breasts and an ass you could bounce a quarter off of. She was relatively nice to Bobby. Sure she would tease him on occasion with her magnificent body. One time Bobby was shoved in a gym locker with a sock in his mouth, he swore she knew he was there as she changed in front of him. But, all in all, she did seem to genuinely care for the boy and would even scare off some of the bullies.
"Bobby, please close the door and have a seat. Have some tea if you like."
Bobby did as instructed, hearing a somewhat unsettling click as the door automatically locked, before taking his seat. He grabbed the mug off her desk and took a sip.
"Bobby." Ms. Amelia began. "There's something we need to discuss."
Seeing that it was a teacher, Bobby had no choice but to oblige.
Ms. Amelia was Bobby's third period teacher, an old friend of his mom, and a rather impressive woman. She was 32 years old and was over 6 feet tall, making her an absolute giant to the minuscule Bobby. She had the most gorgeous curves of any Bobby knew with F cup breasts and an ass you could bounce a quarter off of. She was relatively nice to Bobby. Sure she would tease him on occasion with her magnificent body. One time Bobby was shoved in a gym locker with a sock in his mouth, he swore she knew he was there as she changed in front of him. But, all in all, she did seem to genuinely care for the boy and would even scare off some of the bullies.
"Bobby, please close the door and have a seat. Have some tea if you like."
Bobby did as instructed, hearing a somewhat unsettling click as the door automatically locked, before taking his seat. He grabbed the mug off her desk and took a sip.
"Bobby." Ms. Amelia began. "There's something we need to discuss."
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