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"Sure, itôs nice to see some dedication from a student for a change" I said offering a nice smile, "come inside." Well, we got talking while she warmed up, stretching those limbs. I found out she had aspirations to join some ballet school after she graduated, and that she had wanted nothing so badly in all her life. Watching her little arse in those tights, I knew what I wanted too. I also learned, to my amazement that she was a mere third year, only 14 years old. "Fourteen?" I repeated in amazement after she told me. "Fourteen and three quarters Mr. Rogers" she corrected. "Well Iôll leave you too it" I said, getting up and walking to my office. I sat down, facing the wall. I had to think. Had to think of some way I could scheme to have her cute little arse at my disposal. I had to have her, had to have her within my power. I wanted to hear her screaming my name, wanted to feel her little nipples between my teeth.
The next four weeks I planned everything carefully. Planned how I would lure her, how I would take her, and what I would do with her once she was mine. Lauren turned out to be a model student I must say, and her time keeping was exceptional. I could set my watch by the time she arrived for her early morning practice sessions. Six thirty in the morning, every Monday, Wednesday and Friday.