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Click here"I can't stop thinking about how you got screwed over by being forced to come here." She said. I couldn't help but think that screw was the right word, but in the last day and a half, that took on a completely different meaning. "You don't know this about me, but I'm not really just a teacher. I'm actually also a biochemistry savant just like you."
"OK?" I said, unsure of where she was going with this.
"I want to help prove that this was all just an accident. I want to help clear your name."
"That sounds awesome, but how do you suggest we do that?"
"You have a 6th period study hall everyday. That is my hour off. How would you like to come here every day during your study hall, and I can help you try to replicate your results and clear your name."
"That would be great. Thanks!" I reached over and hugged her neck. She responded awkwardly, like she was worried someone would get the wrong impression if they saw them embracing in the hallway. But she hugged him back anyways.
We released and she wrote me a note to get me out of my study hall. It wasn't until I got back to my desk, that I realised that I suddenly had another erection. I wondered if my body was continuing to have a reaction to the chemicals. Maybe one type of excitement just transferred over into a different kind of excitement. But then my mind went back to the feel of all of Ms. Maven's soft bumps and curves pressing into my body. At that moment my erection nearly thumped against the bottom of my desk.
I thought that I was crazy at first, but then I couldn't help but think she was actually quite cute. She had a pretty face, which was accented by her short bob haircut. She dressed extremely modestly, especially compared to all of the female students at this school. But when I hugged her, I couldn't help but enjoy the feeling of her body pressed against mine.
As soon as the thoughts came to my mind I dismissed them. There was no way he was going to have sex with his teacher. What he did with the nurse was risky enough. But his teacher, not only would that be illegal because she was his teacher. But they would also have to see each other every day, and that might get awkward.
(To be continued.)
- COMMENTS
sthsthalmost 4 years agoAuthorThanks, and sorry about that, it must have slipped past me and my editor. I typically write in third person, so every once in a while my mind flips back to that. To be fair, it was only the very last paragraph where that happened though.
Teacher44almost 4 years ago...be careful with the point of view. You switch back and forth between the main character being referred to in the first person (I and we) and the third person (he) and it is distracting.
sthsthalmost 4 years agoAuthorI already have the next couple written, so it should be out next Saturday.
