Sarah was an A grade student, and the idea of completing year 11 and progressing on to final year before entering university really excited her. There was only one problem: economics. She hated the subject. Sarah was a natural at the sciences and had only put her name down to study economics because her father, who was an accountant, had talked her into it. She knew as the final exams got closer, she would struggle with economics; would she just abandon the subject all together and upset her father, or would she have one last go at getting her head around it?
She decided that a small effort may secure her a pass, which would be good enough to get her dad off her back, and that next year she could drop the subject. Sarah had shown such a lack of interest in economics that she had even lost one on the main texts, "The General Theory of Employment Interest and Money" by Keynes.
With the final exams only 2 weeks away Sarah decided that a trip to the library to borrow the so called "bible" was a good idea. When she was seated reading through the chapter on economic theory, she was totally shocked to get a tap on the shoulder from her economics teacher Mr. Dixon, or Mr. D, as he liked to be known. Sarah got on well with Mr. D., but regarded him as a bit old, she guessed about 30. Mr. D was also head coach of the first football team, which had performed well over the year, so everyone was holding him up to be some kind of hero.
Mr. D knew that Economics was not Sarah's best subject, but said he was pleased to see her in the library studying. Sarah was totally surprised when Mr. D offered to help her with her study. He offered to highlight important facts in the book, which she could take home tonight, study, and return to the library the following day, when they could repeat the procedure. He assured her that after a week, she would not fail her exam.
To Sarah this seemed like a good idea; working at home was a lot better than in a library. It would give her a replacement book, and with a bit of luck she might pass. Mr. D said that one cannot digest more than about 25 pages at a time, so he would return in about half an hour with the first 25 pages highlighted. When Mr. D returned Sarah grabbed the book and headed home.
All was going well with this home study routine; it had only taken Sarah an hour to complete the first 25 pages. However, between pages 25 and 26, Sarah found a loose page in the book, with a handwritten note saying:
"Sarah, as I said, I can guarantee you WILL pass this subject if you follow these instructions over the next week. Your instruction for tonight is to use your mobile phone to send me 2 photos of yourself. The first will be of your pussy before it is shaven, and the second is after shaving, when it is silky smooth. I think you call this sexting." He then had written down his mobile number.
Sarah was not sure how to react to this note, but after some thought she decided that if she could be sure of a pass, there was probably no harm in it. She knew that lots of her girlfriends who had boyfriends, did this all the time. It did not seem to harm anyone; besides, if it was only 2 photos of her bits, they could belong to anyone, and no-one could be sure that it was her pussy.
A pass is a pass; grab the phone, a quick snap, grab the razor, into the shower, shave the pubes, then another photo, and send them to Mr. D as requested, then off to sleep. Sarah completed the tasks as requested. A pass in economics was on the way!
As luck would have it, her first subject the next morning was Economics. Mr. D gave her a big smile, thanked her for the homework and said he looked forward to meeting up with her after school in the library.
"What a creep!" was Sarah's reaction. However, a pass was what mattered, she thought. "I cannot get into trouble, only he can, so no harm done". After school, Sarah was in the library when Mr. D came up to her and said what a good student she had been, and that he had highlighted the next 25 pages and looked forward to her returning her homework ASAP.
When Sarah got home she went straight to page 50; yes there was another page, and the instructions this time read:
"You are to go shopping at the "Naughty Nights" sex shop; buy yourself a Pink Pussy vibrator. Enclosed is $75.00, more than enough for the purchase. Then use your phone to Sext me a photo of you using the vibrator. You have 2 days to complete this task. I will meet you in the library in 2 days' time."
Sarah started to think this was getting out of hand, but again, if it would guarantee a pass, and she remained anonymous, what harm could it do?
Later that day, Mr. D rang his mate at "Naughty Nights" and told him to make sure his CCTV was working, because sometime the following day, a school girl would come in to buy a "Pink Pussy" vibrator and he wanted to be sure there were some nice clear shots of her, as he was going to need them later.
Sarah purchased the vibrator as instructed, and sent the photo of her masturbating. Sarah was surprised how pleasant the vibrator felt, massaging her insides, rubbing up and down on her G spot, and after she placed the vibrator against her clit, the orgasm that followed was a real bonus, as she had never experienced anything like that in her life.
Maybe Mr. D had done her a favor!
On the Wednesday night, she again met Mr. D in the library; he was charming and said he had highlighted the next 25 pages. However, this time when Sarah got home, there was no hand-written note on page 75. Sarah was almost disappointed; sexting the photos was the most risky thing she had ever done. Never mind, a pass was ensured in economics! Sarah wondered what Mr. D had got out of the photos; she decided that he must be some kind of harmless deviate.
After the exams were over, Sarah discovered that Mr. D delivered as promised. She gained a B in economics: not a great pass, but enough to get her dad off her back.
The next week, Sarah was very excited when Chris, the captain of the football team, asked her to be his partner at the school dance. How all of her friends would be envious of her, going to the dance with one of the pin-up boys in the school!
At the dance Sarah was having a terrific time with Chris when he whispered in her ear: "How about we go back to my place after the dance?" He told her that he had some wonderful photos of her that Mr. D had given him. He could not wait to show her the complete set, including the one of her in the "Naughty Nights" sex shop...