by Veronica Franco
Published: June 18, 2017
"It was the blouse that did it. Starched white, too tight, the buttons straining against breasts too large and too heavy for her age. He wasn’t quite sure how old she was, but she was legal, that he knew, and she was alone with him in the classroom. It was now or never, before he lost his nerve. She’d missed a quiz, and she..."