Top Adult Blog: MONSTERS OF COCK went very slowly. Jason spent most of the breaks alone trying to look inconspicuous, although one boy had said to him, as they were leaving the classroom. 'She's got fantastic legs aint she?' and then hurried to catch up with his friends.
The last lesson in the afternoon was English. Once again, to Jason's embarrassment, it was with Mrs Brown. Jason sat at a desk in the corner at the front of the class, hoping to keep out of trouble. English was one of Jason's favourite subjects and he soon calmed down as he became engrossed in his work. Everyone was busy writing and the room was silent except for the scratching of pens on paper. Jason paused, pen in mouth, as he thought about the best way of expressing his next paragraph. He was staring in front of him deep in thought when his eyes suddenly focussed on Mrs Brown's legs, which were daintily crossed under her desk in front of him. Her right shoe was dangling from her toes and she was absentmindedly flexing her foot so that her shoe slipped on and off her heel. He glanced up at her face to make sure she was not looking his way. She was busy writing on a sheath of papers, her head bent over in concentration, a lock of hair had fallen down in front of her face and she pushed it back behind her ear whilst still busily writing. He felt safe enough to take a sneaky look at her legs which were less than six feet away from him.
