a tutor so I don’t fail this fucking test. I’ll be over at eight, Okay?" Of course I nod and notice as she walked away how her ass poked out, nice and rounded from beneath her skirt. I quickly got that image out of my head, what would Jesus think, right? So at eight I opened the door and there was Emily, Dressed the same she always did, on my front porch. I quickly let her in and led her upstairs as to not upset my parents (I didn’t even want to know how they would react