My 8th Grade Teacher

In the 8th grade I was little more than a walking hormone. I had fantasies about every female I came into contact with. My 8th grade teacher, Ms. O'Darby was often the focus of my active imagination. She was gorgeous. Tall, red haired and always looked so hot. It was a real surprise to run into her nine years later and an even bigger surprise when she took me home with her for a night I will never forget.