When I was ten years old I was not a good student. But I noticed that my teacher kept looking down between my legs. I usually wore a skirt or dress in grade school. Curious and being very playful in personality, I wanted to experiment to see what kind of reactions I could get from my teacher. So the next day at school as I sat down I pulled my skirt up quite high and sat through class with my legs wide open. Sure enough he stared almost constantly between my legs. I talked to my older sister about this and she had a long conversation with me about manipulating men with my body. After that I figured I might try improving my grades.

So the next day at school I kept my skirt hiked up almost all the way. I made sure I had a nice deep cameltoe in my panties and made sure I wore the skimpiest panties I had. I also kept the top three buttons on my blouse unbuttoned. I didn't have tits at the time but that didn't matter. When the teacher called me up to the desk to discuss my test scores, something he always did, I made sure to bend over the desk in a way that left my blouse open so he could view both of my nipples. He stared at both nipples and was breathing heavy. After a minute I saw him scratch out the "C" from the top of my test and change it to a "B." I smiled at him as seductively as I could and strutted back to my desk where I lifted my skirt as I sat down so I could show off my panties again. Right after sitting down, in front of him as he watched, I reached between my legs and tucked the material of my panties into my slit to form a nice camel toe for him to look at. The rest of the day he could hardly keep his eyes away from my crotch.

I told my sister about it and she said he should have changed my grade to an "A"

So the next day I was the first one in class. I went up to Mr. B. and told him I thought I deserved an "A" on my test. While I said that I opened up my blouse down to four buttons in front of him and held my blouse open so he didn't have to make any effort to see my nipples which I pinched the way my sister taught me. Then I pulled up my skirt and pulled my panties aside to show him my bare pussy and repeated my suggestion. He fumbled through the folders on his desk finding my test changed the grade to an "A." I then put my hand on his shoulder and rubbed it for a second and smiled as sweetly as I could and thanked him while rubbing my slit in front of him. I spent the rest of the day flashing him when the other kids weren't looking.

I graduated from the 4th grade with perfect A's in every subject. My sister was right.

Except for the few classes that were taught by females (except ladies phys ed where our teacher was a lesbian) I got straight A's without trying through out the rest of middle school.

High school was even better. I went from simply flashing my teachers to giving them blow jobs and in the case of gym class, I ate out her pussy. I found I liked licking pussy almost as much as sucking cock. At 14 I gave my virginity to my algebra teacher. He was a fat middle aged bald man who looked gross but his dick was tiny so it didn't hurt at all when it went in. He came in about a minute so I didn't have to endure anything. I got an A in algebra and never did any homework, I didn't know any of the answers and left all my tests blank. He was also my advanced algebra teacher in my next three years so I didn't have to worry about not being able to do the work in later years. I completed the math requirement for college in high school so I didn't have to worry about getting caught not knowing math when I got to college.

I graduated high school with a 3.9 grade point average getting some B's in courses taught by female teachers.

When went to college to study art history I basically did the same thing. I found I could take all required courses by registering for classes taught only by male professors. I never did any studying or test taking in college and in fact hardly attended classes at all. I just went from one professor to the next fucking my way to graduation which I did with a 4.0 grade point average. I graduated 2nd in my class.

My first job after college was at a museum. I walked in the curators office and applied for a job as a paid tour guide and while he was looking over my resume, I dropped to my knees and undid his pants and sucked him off. He hired me on the spot. I am now the assistant curator of that museum which has over 50 paid employees and 65 unpaid volunteers. I have never worked a single day and to this day I barely know the difference between a Renoir and can of soup. I pull down a salary of 120k a year and have tons of benefits and show up for work just for show about once a week. My resume looks fantastic but would have no idea how to do my job if I ever had to actually do it.

My sister was right. With the proper application of flesh one can have an easy life.