It was something that Aitlan wasn't suspecting to come from her parents mouth. "We are moving." Aitlan just sat there looking at her parents as if they were zombies. How was she supposed to feel about this? Why hadn't they asked her how she felt about this move? Becoming even more outraged, Aitlan just sat there with her arms crossed in front of her thinking what the hell she was suppose to tell her friends? Her boyfriend?
Aitlan hadn't spoken to her parents in a week. She was still pissed at them for doing this to her. She had finally broken down in front of her friends on her last day of college and told them she was leaving today for good. She would be moving 1500 miles away to Idaho. Her boyfriend had told her to go to hell and left her standing in the middle of the school's parking lot.
It was a long drive to Idaho, but her parents promised her on their way to their new home, that this would be the last stop. They would move no more this year. She just ignored them. They always promised and within 3 months they were moving again. If her father hadn't been such an on demand person, she wouldn't have had to move so much. She remembered all the schools she had been to, two hundred to be exact.
As a freshman in college this year, Aitlan could finally settle down for at least another three months. Or she at least hoped it would be three months this time. It was only October, so she had time to make a few friends and to keep her grades up so that she wouldn't look stupid.
She was always nervous her first day at a new school or college. But she wouldn't have admitted it on her life. She was going to rock the school just as she always did. She was dressed to the nines. Her black hair was curly and she had a halo around her forehead with her curls flowing in the back. Her makeup was on just enough to accent her beautiful skin.
Her white button up shirt fit tightly with the top two buttons undone so that a small amount of cleavage could be seen. Her plaid skirt was the gothic style plaid, red and black. Just the way she wanted it. She wanted to seem extremely ditzy yet scary at the same time. Her fish net stockings and boots were all in place. She was ready to go to her new school in style. Her parents had a fit when they saw it but she didn't give a damn. She was who she was and if they didn't like it, tough.
She walked into her first class room with her head up high and her back straight. She felt she might have been a little to flaunty, but hell no reason to turn back now. She walked up to the teacher's desk and bent down. She knew the boys would be looking and the girls would be hating but she didn't care. She looked at the teacher with determination and flirty eyes.
"Well Miss Mire, welcome to Goadton. I'm your student advisor teacher Mr. Dayton. If you need any help with your way around, let me know." Mr. Dayton said, looking her up and down.
"Thanks." She replied and blew him a kiss as she walked her way up to her desk.
She was thinking about things to do to make the girls even more jealous of her as she remembered she hadn't worn panties today. "Dammit." She said to herself. "Oh." She said to herself. She spread her legs out and made sure that Mr. Dayton could see her. Besides she was on the front row anyways.
Mr. Dayton looked up from where he was grading his papers and saw that Aitlan's legs were spread. She had no panties on and his brain began to wonder. He shook his head and went back to his papers to grade.
"Humph." Aitlan said, crossing her legs so that she was covered again. I'll show him. Oh yes I will. Aitlan thought as she finished her paper work to turn in. "Mr. Dayton, I'm through with the papers you needed."
"Huh?" Mr. Dayton said, he had been totally engrossed in the thought of seeing Aitlan completely naked. "Oh yes. Just bring them to me at the end of class."
"Sure thing Mr. Dayton." Aitlan said as she rummaged through her purse for some lip gloss.
The whispers behind her made her turn around. "You have something to say about me, its best you say and not to my back. I can handle what you have to say to my face." Aitlan said with a rigid icy tone.
One girl chimed in, "Well you look like you belong in a catholic school. Not a public one."
Another girl busted out laughing and pointed at Aitlan's boots, "yeah your shoes are like totally horrid. Don't you read Cosmo?"
Aitlan just rolled her eyes and turned back around muttering, "Yeah I do and your eyebrow shape went out about forty years ago."
The bell rang and a guy walked up to her and said, "Your hot, but word of advice, don't mess with them."
Aitlan just smiled and picked up her papers. She was going to make Mr. Dayton want her even more. She knew she had him thinking of her.
The next day, Aitlan work a short dress that revealed even more of her chest than the previous day did. She had purposely worn panties, but had attached a butterfly on her clitoris, just so that she could turn it on low where it made no noise and let Mr. Dayton see her.
As she sat down, Mr. Dayton looked at her. He didn't want her to know that she did turn him on; he wanted to see disappointment in his face. Boy did he lay it on thick. "Miss Mire, I'd like to see you after class."
"Cool." Is all Aitlan said.
During class, Aitlan turned on the butterfly and she knew she had gotten to Mr. Dayton. She caught him multiple times peeking at her. She just laughed to herself. Oh this was going to be good.
"Come into my office Miss Mire."
"Please call me Aitlan." She said as she sat down with her legs spread open so that the butterfly wouldn't pinch her.
"Alright then, Aitlan, I know you are new here and you are trying overly hard to set an example of yourself to everyone." Mr. Dayton said, trying to ignore the fact that Aitlan was letting that machine get her off.
"Actually Mr. Dayton, I was trying to set an example so you would notice." Aitlan said turning the butterfly off. She reached up into her skirt and panties and unclipped the butterfly. Laying it on the desk with the remote, Aitlan stood up and walked out the room. Smiling to herself, she went home and got ready for the next day.
Aitlan was almost ready to give up. It had been a four months and Mr. Dayton had never once taken the bait. Maybe he really wasn't interested, but Aitlan was going to get him for Valentine's. She had all the arrangements made and she was not going to have it spoiled.
Mr. Dayton cringed at the thought of seeing Aitlan today. Four months of her torture was driving him completely crazy. The wild outfits. The little devices on her clitoris. The whole nine yards. He just knew that today wasn't going to be any different. He got his classroom ready for the lecture they were going to have and wondered what she was going to be wearing today.
Before class started, a delivery of flowers and chocolate had arrived for Mr. Dayton taking him for surprise. "Who are these from?" Mr. Dayton asked the delivery person. The person just shrugged and said sign here.
