MY TWISTED FANTASY

I've always had the hots for Jane.... She had the figure of a trigger, legs that could go on forever... Her being a dark girl was the icing on the cake I would so love to eat. Jane was so innocent, compared to all the other girls. I should know. She always sat listening and penning down everything I spoke during class.
Yes, Jane was my student, my eighteen year old student.
I know my thoughts were wrong in all levels, but I couldn't help stealing glances at her well rounded breasts from where I stood on the podium daily.
Being thirty-seven and her teacher, the impure thoughts I had of her could not be pulled through, but it could not stop me from fantasying over her, not matter how twisted it was.