Busty schoolgirl screwing with vice principal in the bus

No, my dad wants me to go to a good college.

Well, just one D. It's--

look, you got four weeks left, OK?

We won't let you get a D. In fact, we can get--

You want me to talk to your teacher?

Yeah.

OK, I can find out what it is, where you're failing,

and then you can-- what class is it?

Geometry.

You're failing geometry?

Yeah.

I used to teach geometry.

Well, that was before I became the vice principal.

But you know what?

I could tutor you.

You could?

Of course.

Do you have a job after school?

No.

Well, then, you know what?

You can meet me in my office after school.

We can go over geometry.

Good.

It's nothing.

It's all about the angles.

Oh, that would make me feel so good.

No problem, sweetheart.

We're not going to let you be 18 and no college future.

Yeah, I have to get into it.

We're very committed to our students here, so don't cry.

After all, you know the motto of the school is,

no ***** left behind.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

OK, does that make you feel better?

Yeah, a lot better.

OK.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, what are you doing?

What?

You can't do this.

Well, you are 18, right?

Yeah.

You're graduating in four weeks.

You going to keep your mouth shut about this?

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