Annabelle kept leaving notes for Simone everywhere she went. At first, they were cute loving notes ‘I love you’, ‘I miss you’… But soon, her frustration too was palpable as the notes turned into essays describing what Annabelle wanted to do to her. And, as she had noticed, she didn’t lack of imagination nor vocabulary.

Today was the day Cat was to come back to the school, which was not going to help her meetings with Annabelle becoming more frequent at all. As she got up that morning, Simone was feeling uneasy at the thought of seeing the girl who obsessed about her <girlfriend?> again. Last time she’d seen her, she hadn’t seem resolved to let Annabelle nor her live quietly.

Simone opened her closet and picked out a suit and a shirt. As she slid her pants on, she put her hands in her pocket to straighten it and found another note from Annabelle <She’s so damn fucking cute>. Reading it, she blushed lightly at her short but expressive lover’s comment, knowing she should have found it vulgar, but was instead finding it excessively arousing.

"Like my note?" Annabelle already fully clothed in her school girl uniform had arrived for a ritual morning kiss.

Turning her back to her as she knew she was still blushing, Simone answered;

"Every word of it."

Annabelle grinned before she slowly caressed her lover’s back, watching goose bumps appear under her light touch. Undoing her bra with two fingers very smoothly before wrapping her arms around her, she reached to cup her breast from underneath the undone bra as she slowly kissed the bare trembling skin.

When her fingers gently tweaked her hard nipple, Simone let out a half repressed moan, arching her back and head, making herself completely vulnerable. Annabelle was now kissing her neck, gently licking her ear, as she slowly slid a hand southward to her teacher’s pants, smoothly undoing the button before teasing her, running a finger in her panty line.