I hate saying that you should read Chapters 1 and 2 in order to understand this Chapter, as that should be quite obvious. But do it.
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Heather Johnson checked in late to school. It was only 10 AM but she had already had quite a morning. She had just registered for and received her Pins, an achievement that could only be eclipsed perhaps by a girl's wedding day. On top of that, she sucked off the official who registered her -- just after he had face fucked her mom. She walked into class proudly wearing her turquoise Pin with her pink Pin tucked safely away in her purse. It wasn't until lunch that she had a chance to relay the events of the morning to her friends, Amy and Rebecca.
Both Amy and Rebecca were dying to talk to Heather. The girls asked Heather so many questions so fast, she could barely keep up.
"What was it like? Were you nervous? Did your mom stay with you are did you have to go in alone? Where is your pink Pin? What!? You blew the registration guy? Was he cute? Was he hot? What did he taste like? Ewwww."
"Slow down!" yelled Heather. Heather of course wanted to tell her friends everything but she could barely get in a word.
"You know what's next...you're gonna have to fuck some random old man. They can't resist fresh meat," Amy said as Rebecca joined in giggling.
Heather did her best to ignore Amy's prediction as she conveyed every detail of the morning's events over lunch. But Heather couldn't ignore it. Amy was right; Heather would have to give up her pussy on demand to a stranger, probably sooner than later. And there was one detail no one else know: Heather was a virgin.
As the day wore on, Heather got a worse and worse feeling in the pit of her stomach. She didn't want to be deflowered by a stranger. While she had given blowjobs to some of her classmates, she never felt close enough to anyone to go 'all the way'. She always thought she would eventually find someone special. She thought there would be time. But time had run out.
The last class of the day was Heather's favorite: Spanish class. She loved the course and excelled in it. And the teacher was also her favorite. His name was Hugo Rodriguez but all the students simply called him Señor. Hugo, in his mid-forties, was short but well proportioned and attractive. He had a colorful personality and was popular amongst the students in and out of the classroom.
Hugo brought out the best in his students, including Heather. She was usually attentive and interested in class but today was different. Heather sat back in her chair, seemingly in another world. Once class was over and most of the students had already poured out of the room, Hugo called out, "Heather, please see me before you leave."
As the last student left the room, Heather approached Hugo's desk, "Sí, Senor?"
"Heather, something seems to be troubling you. Is there anything you would like to talk about?" Hugo asked.
"Not really. I'm sorry about class today. I'll do better tomorrow...I guess," Heather replied weakly.
"I see you're wearing a Pin and I don't recall seeing it before. First day?" Hugo asked.
"Yes," Heather replied.
"I understand. That can be a scary time in a young woman's life. You'll get through it, though," Hugo reassured her.
"Gracias, Señor. Ironically, you're the only one who seems to understand," Heather said as she trudged back to her desk to collect her things.
