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It was a hot summer day and Rebecca was lending a hand to her father. He was selling his house and needed help packing boxes. Rebecca didn't mind as she was home for the summer and didn't leave for college for another month. "The shop teacher from the high school is coming by today to pick up the extra wood I don't have room to keep. Do you mind helping out? You know I can't lift much since the surgery," Rebecca's father yelled from the living room. "Sure, Daddy, you know I'm happy to help. I think I remember him from when I was there, Mr. Patterson, right?" She called back. "Yeah that's it. Real nice guy. We talked woodworking for a while. seems to know what he's talking about," her father mentioned. "Well, I'd hope so, Daddy. After all, he is in charge of it at school," she giggled. She was packing boxes in the kitchen. She started thinking about Mr. Patterson and the day she saw him loading wood. It was after school one day in the fall, when Rebecca was coming out of the math teacher's portable after getting some extra help. Mr.Patterson was by the two iron doors that go to the woodshop with his shirt off, his muscles glissening in the hot sun, flexing with every grasp and release of a wood panel. "Good afternoon, Mr.Patterson," Rebecca said shyly as she swayed by, making sure to move her hips enough so her skirt glided back and forth across her thighs. "Good afternoon, Rebecca," he replied, with a grin on his face as he threw another piece of wood on the pile. My God was she hot. She wasn't really skinny like all the other girls at the high school, but she was certainly built. She had good size hips and an unbelievable rack for a girl her age. A 36D or even a DD which peered at him through a lacy bra ...

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