Little Girl Dreams
Little girls like me have big dreams. We dream about the future and what it will bring. We dream about the well built football captain, but most of all, we dream about sex and men. I say men because I don’t really think boys my age know what to do.
We have a new substitute teacher today. He is super familiar to me. Now I remember, he is the man who moved in the old Carlton house last week. How exciting! I wave and smile but he just goes back to finishing his lesson plan for the day. He is sexy in an older, experienced man way.
I smile, flirt, I wear the smallest tops and skirts, but nothing. I love him, and I just want to cry that he isn’t noticing me. I am getting very desperate!
On Wednesday he comes in very early to get ready for the day. I let myself in his classroom a few minutes before he arrives. I sort of rearrange my clothes, pull down my skirt. I hope he doesn’t toss me out, or have a stroke or something when he finds me half naked and about to bend over his desk.
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