"You like that?" Kayla said. "You like my ass? I bet you want more of me, do you? Mmm-hmm..."
She smacked her butt, then shook it cutely. She then turned around and got real close to the camera, of which Sam Prescott was holding and said:
"Yeah. You like my tits? They're not big, but they're cute... and perky!" Kayla said, hopping up and down. Seconds later, the bell rung for first period.
"Gotta go... You want a taste?" Kayla asked to the camera, tasting her finger.The video ended.
At this particular point in time, "Taste of Kayla" was just getting off the ground. Sam had the ingenious idea of: "What if you do a special show at our lunch period?" That's good exposure. People wanted Kayla. People needed Kayla. After this, it wouldn't need any more exposure. He hoped he hadn't created a monster.
Kayla smiled at him as she put on her clothes again. The bell rang for the next class.
"What you got next period?"
"This college prep class," Kayla said.
"I got you, girl."
They proceeded to walk towards Kayla's classroom.
"You sure?" Kayla asked.
Sam kissed her on the cheek.
"I got you."
Later that same day, in Kayla's sixth period...
"This is your stop. I'll see you later," Sam said. They hugged.
Alex, a bubbly cheerleader, saw it all.
"Awww. You and Sam look cute together."
Alex had a petite body, but curves in just the correct places.
"Yeah, I heard her and Sam was in the band hall," Luther Lawson said.
Kayla looked at Luther with a look of death.
"Wait. Is it true? Or is it not?" Luther said again.
"No sex involved. I was doing a video." She said simply.
"Damn, girl! That's hot."
Kayla laughed.
"Oh, look who's having her slut phase now. Little miss 'Taste of Kayla' herself. Now... I got a legitimate question. Obviously Sam fucked you. How was it? Was it good? Did he taste good in your mouth?" Courtney Jackson said.
"Oh, Courtney... Wanna watch?" Kayla said. Everybody reacted.
"Hey, it's gonna be on my Snap!" Kayla shrugged.
Courtney looked at her again with a look of death.
"Hey, Court, I wanted to ask you something. Remember that party? Purely hypothetical... Would you kiss me again? Purely hypothetical. You still have my number, right?"
Courtney was taken aback by that statement. Kayla smiled as Courtney asked to go to the restroom.
Later, at a different side of school...
Sam Prescott was an office aide for sixth period. He used his free time to edit his newest work with Kayla. All of a sudden, he saw a familiar yet attractive face.
"What's up, Sammy?"
"'Sup, Megan?"
Megan Simpson was like a little sister to Sam Prescott. Megan had a crush on him... But then again so did every girl. He was so nice to her, they became friends. So much so that Sam was one of the first people she came out to about her sexuality. Ironically they kissed once, before Kayla came in the picture.
"So, I heard you and Kayla got a thing going on, huh?"
"Yeah," Sam said.
"Cute couple. I mean, what's not to like? Hot girl. Hot guy. Come on!" Megan said.
"I'm guessing you watched Kayla's very first vid."
"You guessed it," Megan said. "Too bad she's taken though."
Sam Prescott put his finger on his chin, thinking.
"Hmm. Megan..."
"Yes?"
"What if I offered you something you couldn't refuse?" Sam asked, thinking of Kayla and his work.
Meanwhile, in the girls' restroom...
Courtney Jackson entered into a stall. She lowered her jeans and her pink thong. She looked down between her legs.
When all of a sudden, she heard something. Somebody was in the restroom.
"Shit," She mouthed.
"Hello?"
Courtney knew that voice. She froze in place. It was a faculty member. It was the first teacher she had the hots for, believe it or not.
"How you doing, Miss Richards?" Courtney said, coming out the stall.
"Good, Courtney, and you?"
"Good, good."
Miss Richards was the cheerleading coach as well as a teacher. Miss Richards had a very good intuition. When Courtney came out to her, she was already right. As for the bathroom stall...
"Oh, and Courtney?"
"I heard you in there," Miss Richards said with a smile. Miss Richards sashayed out.
Courtney quickly got out her phone, and looked through her contacts until she got to Kayla's number. She didn't know why she still had her number, but she did. She thought about what she was going to say. Then it came to her. It was simple. She texted to Kayla...
"Yeah, I'd kiss you again. So?"