It was a particular dark night, the students were getting ready to head back to there dorms from the evening classes as I stood outside the school, observing all of them, looking for my potietnal meal for the night. I was hungry, it had been a couple days since I satisfied my lust as I stood out in the open in my human form.

Miya was walking back to the dorms alone. The chill in the night air made her shiver a bit as she walked along.
Her hair hung losely about her, save for two butterfly clips that held her hair out of her face on the sides. She wore a traditional school girl uniform, although with a few adjustments to fit her supple but slender figure..as well as a slightly (shorter that it should be) skirt.
She hummed a tune to herself softly, but, was quickly distracted by a patch of purple flowers off to the side....She knew she had better keep on her way, before all the other students had made it back to their dorms...but she couldn't help but to allow her curious mind take her from her path...she walked over to inspect and admire the flowers.

If she was paying attention she would notice someone coming up behind her. Her ass showed a bit as she knelt down. I then knelt down next to her. "So you like my Wolf Lavandar I made?" I ask her with a smile as I reach down and gently pluck one of them and put it into her hair. Tucking it next to one of her butterfly clips. "As appreciation to you admiring my work I'll let you have one. It adds to your beauty." I tell her as I then stand up and begin to walk off.

Miya hadn't at all noticed someone come up behind her until he had already knelt down and spoken.

He smiled handsomely and slipped one of the flowers into my hair, I blushed terribly. But to my dismay he stood to leave,
"Oh, please wait?..You, umm, made these?" I asked softly, standing up slowly. I realized then, that I was much shorter than him.

"Yes I did, infact one of the four times you see a plant here your probaly looking at one of my hrybirds I've been that busy. Allow me to introduce myself my name is Keemari Sulivan, I'm a tutor and occasionly sub here. However my real profression is botany. I so love plants, expermenting with them to bring new beauty to this world to help make current beauty even more appealing just like that flower I put into your your hair. It's impact on the beauty it's attached to is minmal but still helps." I tell her.

I smiled, "I'm Miya Sterling." she said sweetly, "I love flowers, especially their scent.."
"I don't see many flowers that catch my eye, besides the ones vibrant in color such as these." she said fiddling with the flower with her dainty fingers.
She stood there cuitely..most of her weight was on her right foot, making her hips and waist take an appealing stance, as she gazed and fiddled with the flower idly.

Flowers really were this girls weakness...she had a strange appeal to this man, although her mind turned back to just how late it was...
"Oh...I should really go." "It was really a pleasure to meet you Mr. Sulivan." She said with a smile.

She really did act like such a child.

Just as she was about to leave I decided to tempt her like that man with candy that offers it to a child. "Well I have a greenhouse with many flowers and plants of mine, do you want to go see them I can always cover for you if you worried about breaking some sort of curfew." I tell her with a smile.

I turned back on my foot to fully face him once more, "I would love too!" she said with much enthusiasm.
"But are you sure its alright?" She said, tilting her head slightly in question.

"As sure as I am that I have white hair at... sigh age 24." I tell her pointing up at it. I then straighten up. "Come on follow me." I tell her. I lead her through the forest and to my greenhouse on the edge of it near the gym fields too. Inside were many plants with flowers, all in blame. Some were alien looking, others were meant to catch the eye. For her it appeared she was a kid in a candy/toy store and given free reign to look around as the mixed pollens from them would arouse her since they formed a powerful aprosdisic.

Miya giggled a little at his jest.
She followed him to his greenhouse, thuroughly excited.
Once inside, she gazed at them all in awe. "I can't believe some of these.." she gasped, making her way about the room, taking in all the sites..and smells, that could only be discribed as intoxicating aromas.
It wasn't at all long before she felt herself grow warm and oddly she thought, *aroused* though she didn't quite know why.

"So how do you like my greenhouse?" I ask her as she makes a complete round. "This is just my begining statges with them, all over the Island my plants flourish, it's quite an acomplishment. About five more years and I can invite leading botincal experts here to see my work. This island my own little garden." I tell her.

"Oh, its lovely!" she cooed in awe. "I think you will really get somewhere with your work, its all wonderful..You are very talented Mr. Sulivan." she said, her eyes on him now...she blushed again as their eyes met, *Owe, hes a teacher!..stop thinking that!* she demanded of herself as her thoughts got the better of her...
He was captivating, his voice, his looks...and his passion for flowers only intrigued her further.
Her current arousal was quaint and growing, between the erotic scent that filled the room, not only because of her shared passion for the gardenry that surrounded her..but also because of her daydreams of a romantic and passionate lover.

I quirk my head at her. "Your looking at me strange... are you afarid to speak your mind because I'm a teacher. Well put that notion behind you. I only tutor here. I do occasionly sub work when they beg me to, so don't worry I'm not going to displine you anything." I tell her.

Miya glanced away quickly, looking aloft..and blushed terribly again, "I...umm..." she flattered...not knowing quite what to say.
"I really...should be getting, umm, back....Its really quite late...." she said, struggling for her words...
She walked near, reaching for her book bag.
As she stood back up, holding her book bag in both hands infrount of her, she beamed and tried to contain her thoughts...
"Thank you for showing me your work, I really fancy it." she said, and turned to leave but couldn't. She fixed her gaze on his, her face bore a soft, weak expression.
Her mind wavered and her lips betrayed her as she dropped her bag and moved forward, trance like, and pressed herself against him, pressing her lips against his softly...

My first instinct was to stop her, but this time they said no... to wait as I hear the girl talk about my work and how she admires it. Very nice I thought to myself as I watched her get ready to leave... Then she suprises me by embracing me with a lovely kiss. I'm stunned at first, but then respond by wrapping my arms around her and returning her sweet kiss.