FORBIDDEN LOVE

Nina's POV

Thanks, Lucas.... I said before getting out of the car.

My stepbrother raises his hand in farewell and I smile slightly. I pull my skirt down a little more as I notice some boys' gazes on my legs. I blush and walk at a faster pace until I reach my classroom.

you can let me know in advance that Lucas is going to bring you, so I can wait for you outside and flirt with him.- Emily says, I laugh and roll my eyes.- You know? I've been thinking seriously about it and I came to the conclusion that your stepbrother and I would make a great couple.

You're too good for him- I laugh and she pouts- Let's be honest, Lucas is a jerk- I laugh and she snorts.

But he's so sexy! - she exclaims in a whisper, I rolled my eyes- and they say he's good in bed. She raises her eyebrows, I frown. Well, I imagine that every time a girl goes to the house she comes out like a river penguin and Emily bites her lip.

Ughhh!. she starts laughing with me and the professor walk into the classroom, i sit properly and take out my black math notebook.

He shares today's topic with us and I take notes on what I think is most important. I hate functions.

When the bell rings I take out my now favorite pink notebook. Then Professor Winston enters, and some whisper among themselves.

Professor Winston arrived last year, and ever since, the girls have been captivated with his irresistible charm and good looks," he teased with a smirk.

Good morning class- he says out loud, and rolls up his shirt sleeves.

Good morning Professor Winston - everyone respond.

We looked like elementary school kids, I know, but that's what Professor Winston liked. He smiles and writes a little quote from a famous Greek, as always. And while he explains, many girls just stare at him, others make notes like me.

Emily looked at her ass while biting her lip. She laughed under her breath and shook her head.

Miss Moore, could you tell me the joke?- Professor Winston asked, I gulp.

I just remembered something, professor.

Are you sure?- he asked, casting a sidelong glance at me, I nod.- Please stay till the end of the class.... I sigh, then nod.

The minutes began to drag on forever, and when the bell rang, I sighed and threw all my stuff into my backpack. Everyone was leaving and Professor Winston was waiting for me behind his desk. I sat down at my designated desk and waited for him to speak.

Now, could you tell me what the joke was? - he asks and I look down.

A classmate was staring directly at her butt, I don't know, I thought it was funny- I whispered and he raised his eyebrows.

Who was it?- he asked and I shake my head- Nina, tell me now.

I can't, sir- i murmured.

I wasn't going to throw Emily out. He slams his book shut and pulls out a small notebook, and I curse under my breath. He turn to look at me and shakes his head. I sigh.

Okay, so you have two weeks of tutoring with the counselor, he says and smiles. I frown. He hands me the paper and I read it, I shrug, and try to leave the class.

Did I tell you to leave? - he asks, I apologize and go back in. - Give me that paper - he says, I sigh and hand it to him - Now yes, see you tomorrow miss - he says and hands me the paper I took it and leave the classroom.

I look at the paper: 5 weeks of daily tutoring, starting today at 3:00pm.

I open my mouth like "o". I run to Emily and she looks at me confused.

The fucking professor gave me five weeks of tutoring with the counselor! I exclaimed then frowned.

Counselor? She asks and I nod. - Oh yes, Mrs Patty resigned. - i murmurs, I wrinkle my nose. They say the new counselor who covered for her is young, that's all I've heard so far. And oh, he's very good. - I say and I lick my lips.

I used to have sessions with Patty every afternoon, sometimes at her house, sometimes at mine- I say and she makes a face to the side- you did this to me- I whispers almost inaudibly and Emily turns to look around. Then she smiles.

That boy, he's in our art class, he's Australian- she whispers and I turn to look without hiding it.

A tall, handsome guy with a lip piercing starts walking around the dining room.

He just arrived, he has almost no friends.

Go- I murmur and she smiles.

Really ..?

Oh, of course - I say and she gets up, starts walking towards him with a hurried step, I laugh and start eating some chopped fruit that I had brought.

I feel a gaze on me, but decide not to turn around. The bell rings about fifteen minutes later and I grab my things and walk to my classroom. Then Mr. Winston walks in, I frown.

Okay class, there are some changes. As you know, Mrs. Patty is no longer in our institution.- Says the teacher.- and that is why now Professor Alexander Gray will share the Ethics class with you- he says and everyone starts to murmur, i sigh.

Teacher Patty was like my mom. She was the school psychologist and knew everything about me, she was like my second best friend. I snort, and then silence falls.

Good morning.- a hoarse voice sounds in class, everyone responds with:

Good morning, Mr.Gray.- then Mr. Gray laughs. He looks down.

I see someone's missing- he says, I frown and turn around. Emily, shit.

It's Emily, she had an emergency and had to run to the bathroom- I say and turn to look at him. Honey eyes, a well-defined jaw, hair like gold and an amazing figure. I lick my lips.

Okay, let's just wait for her to get to class- he says and I nod.

I look at all the girls and you could see from a few meters away that they were undressing him with their eyes.

I think that being a new teacher you will have some questions about me, right? - he says and all the girls raise their hand, he smiles.

How old are you?- asked Marlene.

25 years old.- he answers and the vast majority sigh, but not out of delight.

Are you married? They ask

"I'm single," he shrugs.

Do you have children? No, but All in good time.

Are he gay?- a boy asks and everyone laughs, including Mr. Gray. No- he laughs- I like girls, he answers with a smile on his face- okay, that's enough.

Now it's my turn to know you all.- he says and points to the first girl in the row opposite mine.

So everyone starts introducing themselves, and from the order it's in, I know I'll be last. Robert Wilson, seventeen years old, I was born here in London and I like basketball- says the guy behind me and sits down. I sigh and stand up.

I'm Nina Moore, I'm 17 years old, I like singing and dance- I shrug and sit down.

Mr. Gray stares at me for a few more seconds and nods. Then the bell rings and everyone starts packing up their things. Have a great evening - Mr. Gray exclaims and leaves.

I grab my stuff and start walking to the teachers' lounge, then I sit in the waiting room until the receptionist speaks to me.

Mr. Winston again? Yes, he still hates me- I laugh and Louisa laughs with me.

Mr. Gray is waiting for you in his office - he says and I thank him.

I look for the door with the name on it and knock three times until the door opens and Mr. Gray smiles. Miss Moore, come in - he says I smile happily and sit down on the chairs in front of his desk.

I look at him and see him locking the door, I frown.- Tell me, why are you here?- he asks and I sigh.

Because I laughed in class, and the teacher thought I was laughing at him.- I muttered without looking at him and he laughed quietly. And why were you laughing? - he asks and I stammer. A girl was drooling at the sight of her butt and I thought it was funny- I murmur and he nods slightly- so what will my job be for these five weeks of session?- I ask and he frowns.

Oh no, Miss Moore.- he murmurs.- I actually already spoke to the director to tell him how I work.

What I'm looking for in this session is... to improve your behavior and I won't achieve that with work. So take this session as a... way to get to know each other better- he whispers and I tilt my head in confusion. I don't understand. Look, I'd like to get to know you better, so I can help you better. I'd like to know what you like and what you don't, your daily routine, among other things- he says and I nod, then he takes out some papers and hands them to me- Please answer this, and after answering it you can leave- he smiles and I nod.

Then I start reading it.

Full name: Nina Moore Age: 17 years old.

Date of birth: 07/22.

I Sigh. Do you mind if I put my feet up on the couch?"

I asked and he shakes his head. Not at all, please make yourself comfortable- he says and I thank him quietly.

I sit sideways and put my legs up on the couch. I bite my lip and continue reading. The questions were basic.

My address, my parents' phone number, etc. As soon as I finish the first page I turn it over and read. This was a bit more personal. He asked me about my dreams, my travels, my thoughts, etc. Basic stuff.

Then I turn it over and I find the third page.

This whole page was about my relationships.... Excuse me- I interrupt Mr. Gray and he looks at me- what do you mean by the kind of relationships I like? I ask tilting my head and he licks his lips. I mean love, just sex, even... Okay, I get it- I laugh and he nods. I sigh, because the only kind of relationship I've experienced has been love, I lick my lips.- What if I'm not sure?- I ask and he smiles.

Then put the option- he whispers and doesn't stop smiling, I shrug my shoulders and look at the option: I'm not sure. I roll my eyes and laugh to myself.

I look at the next question. What is your sexual preference?: Heterosexual.

What is your age preference? Excuse me- I whisper and Mr. Gray....Oh, what do you mean by my age preference?

The age you like your partners to be.- He answers and I nod. So I answer: my same age or a few years older.

I continue answering some questions until I get to the last ones. How often do you have sex? Then I blush. So I choose the first option: I have never had sexual relations.

Nobody's going to see this, right? I ask and he denies. This is a test I used to give, in the previous school I taught at before this one, to all my students.- He answers and I nod.

why didn't you give it us when you came to the class?- I asked and he smiles.

I'll actually give them out in the next class- he answers and I tilt my head. why did you give me this today?- I ask and he licks his lips.

Because I have to know you more than the others-he answers- I'll see you every day for almost a month.

I'll see the others twice a week- I nod and look down. You would refer to yourself as a pseudo-masochist. These questions are fucking weird. I grab my phone and look up the definition of pseudo-masochist, gulping as I read. But I actually had a doubt.

Sexually I don't have an answer, I've never experienced anything like that. I look at the options: I sigh, hesitate for a few seconds and then decide to write I don't know, I've never experienced anything like that. I shrug and continue reading.

Have I ever committed incest?: No.

I wonder what Mr. Gray does with this information. I mean, what can he diagnose with this?

Nymphomania?

Maybe. I continue reading: How often do you masturbate? Oh my God, I feel my cheeks blushing like never before. I hate talking about sex, I know it's natural but, for God's sake, it's taboo for me. I've never masturbated.

So I answer the last question: Have I had sex with or been in a relationship with someone (+8 years) older than me?: Never.

I'm done - I say happily and he smiles. See you tomorrow, Miss Moore, he says. I grab my things and leave almost running. It was a strange questionnaire. But I have to admit that it left me with many doubts.

The day has been going by slowly, I have to admit. All the classes have been boring, especially Professor Winston's. I don't know why but today I caught him looking at my legs and when he noticed he just cleared his throat and continued teaching his class as usual. I don't understand it. You may go out for your break- Mr. Winston says, I look at my phone, there is ten minutes left until break, I frown. As soon as I try to leave, Professor Winston stops me. Miss Moore, please lower your skirt and sit properly - he murmurs and I nod. But I ignored him.

I walk over to the table where I typically sat with Emily and see a male figure sitting there, I frown. Oh, Nina! This is Luke, the new guy- he says, then I look at him and smile. I wave at him and he waves back. I look at Emily, sighing. She already got him. He came from Australia and he's staying here until he finishes high school- Emily says and snuggles up, Luke just strokes her hair. I smile and start eating my typical fruit. As soon as the bell rings I quickly enter the classroom and the classes begin to pass quickly, and in less time than I expected I was already in the waiting room to enter Mr. Gray's office. Miss Moore, come in please.- Mr. Gray says, I get up with my things and go in. I sit down quickly and Mr. Gray licks his lips.- How are you today?- he asks kindly, I'm Good- you know? I was thinking about the questions you asked me yesterday and I could tell that you were left with many doubts- he says and I nod.- Well, you can take advantage of this hour so that I can answer your questions.- he comments, I lick my lips. I don't remember my doubts, could you give me the paper again?- I ask and he swallows. I'm sorry, once it's delivered I can't return it, he says and I nod.- But I can answer whatever i remember,- he says, I nod and start to think. My kind of relationship, before I interrupted him he was going to say something- I whisper and he nods Well, miss. Call me Nina please- I say and he nods. Well, Nina. There are actually several types of relationships- he says and I nod.- normal relationship: boy falls in love with girl. Boy dates girl. After a while, boy and girl live together, the normal thing- he says, I nod- sex-only relationship: where everything is sex, sex and sex. Zero feelings, zero love, zero nothing. Just sex- I say and he nods. Then, there's the long distance relationship: where the couple is separated by miles- he says, and I nod.- There's the masochistic relationship: where they hurt each other, but deny it. What kind of damage?- I ask and he stammers. Any kind really- he says, then there's the pseudo-masochistic relationship: where they hurt each other, but they actually like it. Most of the time they hurt each other in a sexual way, where they seek pleasure- he says and I start to blush, Professor Gray smiles- another example could be incest. ughhh- I say and he laughs tenderly There are also BDSM relationships.- he says and I shake my head. What is that?- I ask and he licks his lips. It is a variety of erotic practices and fantasies- he answers- in reality they are acronyms, which are made up of Bondage; Discipline and Domination; Submission and Sadism; and finally Masochism- he says, I gulp. I still don't know what that is.- he laughs. An example could be DD/LG he says, I frown, in a few words: daddy kink- he murmurs and I gulp- it's where a man dominates the relationship and has to be called daddy by his "babygirl", whom he pampers in every possible way and only seeks the satisfaction of both, whether sexually or emotionally. Although there is an age difference.- he murmurs and I can hear how his voice lowers in tone and becomes more hoarse. My breathing was beginning to accelerate a little. Could you explain it to me more?- I ask and he smiles. I don't think it's right- he whispers and I swallow again. Have you ever practiced DD) LG?- I ask and he laughs. Any other questions about the quiz?- he asks and I gasp. Does the age of the guys I date or have sex with affect my type of relationship? - I ask and he shrugs. Most of the time yes- he answers. Most of the time when younger girls have a relationship with an older guy, it's usually just sex, for money or some kind of BDSM.- he answered, gulping. Have you ever experimented with a person older than you? - I ask and he laughs. Miss, I think that's personal. But you asked me the same thing on your paper- I say and he swallows- it's unfair that you know such personal things about me and I don't know about you, you know?- I ask and he sighs. Any other questions about the sheet? What is your age preference, Mr. Gray? I ask and he licks his lips. Well, we'll continue then.- he says and I snort- look, Nina. As the school psychologist, I promise not to say anything you say to me, but you also have to promise not to say anything we talk about here.- he murmurs and I nod.- For both our sakes.- he says and I raise my eyebrows. He takes out a document and hands me a pen. I start reading it. In short, it says that everything I say will be confidential and if Mr. Gray were to disclose it, I have every right to sue him. But if it is necessary to disclose it, for example, if I am accused of something illegal, and he knows the truth, he will have to disclose it and that is his right. And I also have to promise not to say what happens in the session because the people around me can affect my procedure by knowing what is happening. I take the pen and sign, Mr. Gray does the same and puts the sheet in a folder. So from now on, you can consider me your confidant.- he murmurs and I stammer. It still doesn't seem fair to me that you have to know everything about me and I know nothing about you- I say and he sighs. I lean back on the desk. Let's make this work, Mr. Gray.- I whisper and raise my pinky towards him. -I promise to tell you everything that happens in my life, from the most normal to the most disgusting- I say and he looks directly at me. If you do the same- I murmur and he looks at my pinky.- You will be my confidant. I will be yours. I shrug my shoulders. He leans back in his chair and looks directly at me. He begins to analyze every feature and expression on my face and my pinky. How do I know I can trust you? This is like Russian roulette, Mr. Gray- I say and he tilts his head. -You don't know if I can keep your secrets, and I don't know if you will do the same- I say. My pinky was in the same position the whole time. We stayed like that for about ten minutes. My pinky was starting to hurt. -Do you have trust issues, Mr. Gray? I ask and he laughs. You're insistent- he laughs and I shrug my shoulders, he rests his elbows on the desk and look me straight in the eyes- first of all, what is the purpose of this pinky?- he asks and I laugh. Pinky Promise- I say and interlace my two pinkies, and he raises his eyebrows confused.- It's like a promise, that you should never break, it is a sin to break a pinky promise- I say and he laughs. What happens if you break a pinky promise?- he asks and I make an indignant face. You never break a pinky promise.- I exclaim and he laughs- but I imagine you burn in hell and loses the person trust, okay he said. Then i interlaces my pinky with his I accept your proposal, Nina - he says looking into my eyes, I smile- we will be confidants, nothing will get out of here. You will not be able to tell anyone, not even your mother- he says and we continue without letting go of our pinkies- and remember the rules: the only reason you could divulge our secrets is... It's a legal matter, I understand- I say and he nods. I let go of his pinky and smile then... Have you ever experimented with an older person, Mr. Gray?- I ask and he laughs. You're starting early, Nina- he says and I shrug- yes, I've had relationships with girls older than me- he says and I gulp. How old are they?- I ask and he stammers. I don't know, twenty years?- he says uncertainly and I open my eyes wide. That's too much- I say and he smiles with his head down. Now it's my turn, tell me miss, are you attracted to the topic of daddy kink?- he asks and I gulp. Well... Actually... I don't know, I whisper and he looks directly at me.- I just don't know much about... that, and I find it interesting.- I shrug my shoulders. By 'that', do you mean daddy kink or sex?- he asks and I stammer. Both- I murmur and he nods. Would you like to experience a relationship that isn't just normal or long distance?- he asked, then I think. Maybe- I whisper and the atmosphere becomes more tense- what is your age preference, Mr. Gray? I don't have one- he answered and I tilt my head.- Age is just a number, you know? For me, if two people love each other, even if they are one, two or even twenty years apart, the relationship doesn't have to be different- he answered and I nod. I sigh- I'll see you tomorrow. Miss Nina.- he said and I nod. I grab my stuff and leave his office. I don't know what the hell I just did, but I hope it turns out well.