I just lost my innocence to a man- the back of my innocence. I am confused with doubt and lust. I have never had this before, a week ago i haven't even gone to second base with a man, and today i got butt fucked by my English teacher. Everything about him turned me on. His smile, his blue eyes, everything. I can still feel him inside of me. I was slowly starting to get obsessed with him, addicted. He is my drug and i am sure there is no cure for my addiction.

It pained me to not talk about this too my friends, i need advice.

I walked into the penthouse. My mouth dropped seeing my father and mother. "Mama!" I ran over to her and hugged her tight as she twirled me around. "Are you home?" She giggled and nodded, her fingers lacing with daddy's,

"How was the week my princess?" My dad asked, i muttered a good and hugged him as well, i am not going to tell him about well-- everything. He would flip. "Go pack your bag, we are going home." I nodded and skipped to my room, it was a sadden moment indeed, i was not going to be with my- i mean with Andrew any longer. How is this going to influence our rrelationship.

When i finished packing i turned around seeing Sir, leaning on the door he gave a small smile. "Glad your parents are home?" I nodded but it turned into a slow shake instead. "Gonna miss me?" I bite down on my lip, lowering my head as i did. "Don't bite your lip, your parents might be in the room but i will still fuck you."

I gulped and let go of my grip. "Sorry sir," I whispered, throwing the bag over my shoulder. "Guess i am not grounded anymore huh?" Trying to make this situation less hot.

"I guess so," He whispered and walked over to me handing me a silver key. "You can still come weekends. How is your body?"

"A bit sore," i seized the key, placing it in my purse. "But i will live sir-- wait you still want to go on?" He gave me a confused expression before nodded. "Oh, well i better get going, i will see you at school tomorrow then." I went up on my peak toes, kissing his cheek.

I walked to the elevator with my parents, climbing in as Andrew stood in the foyer giving a smile. "Mika."

"Andrew." I mouthed as the doors closed.

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My parents did not want to talk about anything that happened on their trip. They looked fine, but pretending in our house hold was a no-no, so why are they doing it now? I shrugged and walked to my old room. Still the same. I laid down on my bed, grabbing my phone. "Josh, i am in. Let's do something tonight, call me when you get this."

I hung up, kicking off my school shoes. "Can i come in?" I looked up seeing my mother, giving a nod she stepped inside and removed her shoes, laying down next to me. "I am sorry buttercup."

"It's alright mama, you have a tan, i like." She giggled giving me a nudge. "So i met a boy," we both went on our knees and smiled. "His name is Oliver, super cute and he has an English accent, so he is super to die for."

My mom clapped her hands and crossed her legs. "Style?"

I bite down on my lip, wrinkling my nose. "Skater boy, ya know. But still super cute. I might go out tonight, and maybe he will be there. Should i like say something?"

"Oh you know, ask him about his favorite things, does he loves barneys?"

"I am sure he does not like a clothing store." I laughed. "I am sure he shops at the gap." My mother gave a pout and shrugged. "And looks like he is from Brooklyn, but his dad is marrying Mel's mom so he must be rich?"

"Yeah. your daddy was rich but he dressed like a street walker or like the other common people. You will fix him up."

"I don't wanna fix him up, Oliver is like really cute and i don't want to mess that up with Kelvin Klein. And i kinda like the rugged, skate board look. Manchester's boys have style, but i want different, he is a different."

"Its settled, when you two can hit it off and it's done, bring him by for dinner."

"Okay," I hugged her tight. "I missed you so much."

"I missed you too."

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