Disciplinary Action/Sonia/Class/Lap/Grooming

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Mr. Loso kept making Sonia sit in his lap when she was in from recess. She didn't really understand why he didn't seem to ever do anything else when she was in his lap. She thought the first time maybe he would grade papers while she read her book, but all he did was just look over her shoulder while he hugged her and had his other hand between her legs. Sometimes he would sniff her hair or neck, and sometimes he would play with her hair too.

Since he was hugging her, she guessed he really was just being nice. It seemed like he liked her for some reason, but then he said something one day that kinda scared her. "You know Sonia? You are such a sweet little girl. If you were only five or so years older, I would make you my wife. I'm not really sure I am patient enough to wait that long though." He was rubbing her pee-pee place through her panties as he said this. She had grown used to him having his hands on her chest and between her legs by now. He had started reaching under her skirt and touching her down there at some point as well when she was in the middle of reading once. She didn't even notice he had started doing that until she was snapped out of reading and felt him touching her already. Sometimes, he even reached his fingers under her panties and he touched the place she peed from directly.

None of this ever really bothered her a lot, she wondered about why he would do something disgusting like that which would make him have to wash his hands after he's done, but she didn't seriously think there was anything that wrong with him touching her like this. What he just said though really scared her. She always felt a little uneasy around Mr. Loso, she was pretty sure she did not want to marry him. That's just liking her too much, isn't it? And besides, if she's going to marry anyone it's probably going to be Elias since he's so nice.

As usual though, she didn't say anything while she was sitting in his lap. She always froze up when he made her sit in his lap, and then she couldn't really do or say anything. She felt him reach inside his own pats and move the thing that kept poking her in her butt. He always seemed to have a banana or something in his pocket, and it was always poking her in the butt until Mr. Loso decided to move it. She didn't really complain when it poked her, but she was always glad when he moved it.

Molestation continues

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