After School Classes at Philpot High

[Merelan]

Open to one and all......

Here is the deal. The teachers at Philpot High are sick of their students behaviour and general over all attitudes. The kids have been dealt with in every way, legally, that they can. But with a few, it hasn't been enough. The kids aren't dumb, in fact, just the opposite. They are smart, witty and when they put their minds to it, very mature.

Of course, they are all over the age of 18 also. It is a Junior College class that we are talking about here. So I guess you can be anythig from 18-21. We will need students, teachers, maybe a principal, janitor. Whatever floats your boat. Nope, not claiming any character, will decide who to play when you all tell me who you are.

Have fun, and you better mind your manners!

 

[ARaynes]

OOC: My name is Leslie McDermont. I am 18 years old and one of the rich kids who everyone envies but loves. I have fiery red hair, blue eyes, and poutly loveable lips. My breast are 38D and very perky. I wear a green and blue plaid skirt, white button up shirt and white bra and panties. My socks are the ruffle kind and white keds.

IC:English was always so boring. The teacher was a pain in the ass too. Who would listen to her? The guys just looked at her boobs, not really paying attention to her words.

She was babbling something about that stupid book Beowulf. Gently I raise my hand. This class needs some fun.

"Yes, Miss McDermont." She calls to me.

"OK, So Beowulf was like this man who wanted to just kill dragons right? Did he wear tights and all? I wanna get the actual vision of him going down the dragon's throat."

 

[Guest]

Join as teacher?

Miss Johnson

the sexy English teacher, the one all the boys talk about.
Very sexy, 5' 6 120lbs long brown hair with big brown eyes
36c-24-34. Loves teasing all the boys and watching them get hard ons in class.

Today wearing a white button up blouse, with top few buttons down for cleavage to show. A knee length tan skirt with slits on the sides. Black lcae bra and matching thong with small heels. Principal almost insists I wear clothing like this.

Another boring day of teaching, that snooty little Leslie trying to make jokes again. I'll teach her to make fun of my class. "Leslie Leslie Leslie" Struts down the aisle of desks "Always have to be joking around, how about you tell me all about your jokes in detention after school, say friday?"...smirks, knows that will shut her up.

 

[ARaynes]

Leslie

"Mmmmmmm, Sorry Mrs Johnson, I am doing my hair on Friday." I say while high fiving my best friend Marissa.

 

[Guest]

Miss Johnson

"Mmmmmmm, Sorry Mrs Johnson, I am doing my hair on Friday." She says like a little stuck up snob. "Well not anymore you aren't, and I think maybe your friend Marissa would like to join you too maybe?". Gives Marissa an evil stare

 

[ARaynes]

Leslie

I start to pout. I could have her job for this. Daddy contributed a lot to this school.

"Fine, but I would figure you would have to go rush home for your date on Friday. OH, that is right. You must be too old to date." I snap. I always have to have the last word.

 

[Guest]

Miss Johnson

Smiles as I strut back to the front of the class and finishes my lesson. Trying to think of something to really degrade that little Leslie and her friend by Friday. Oh well, have the rest of the week for that plan. Has an hour off, heads to the teachers lounge, avoiding the stares of the boys in the hallway as I enter the teachers lounge and light up a smoke and rest on the couch.

 

[t. crown]

OOC: I'm Thomas. I'm 18, atheltic, well built, dirt blonde male. I'm not the typical pretty boy though, i actually have a brain. My grades are outstanding and Ivy league colleges are in my future plans. and of course, like evey 18 year old boy, I'm a horny, cocky, smartass.

IC: As Ms. Johnson walked backed up the aisle, passing by my desk, I let out a cat-call. "Whewww, looking good Ms. Johnson, looking veryyy good. Damn!" I let my hand brush against her ass as she passes, knowing that she secretly likes it

 

[ARaynes]

Leslie

In my best british voice "Ewww, Tommy, she is old enough to be your mum.....peraps even your grammum." I wink at him as he turns to look at me.

 

[t. crown]

Thomas

Giving you a look up and down, "If only they all looked like you, Leslie" winking back, slightly sarcastic, yet still serious. Then I look back at Ms. Johnson, giving her the sexiest look I can, then down to my semi-hard cock, and then back into her eyes. "God I'd love to have those two at once" I thought to myself.

 

[ARaynes]

Leslie

"Yeah, well, If they all looked at me then we would never have school now would me Mrs. J?" I looked up at the teacher. Damn, the only reason I gave her a hard time was I was jealous of the ol' broad. "Besides, you wouldn't be able to keep your dick in your pants." I laughed at Tommy.

 

[t. crown]

Thomas

"I'm sure you'd love it if I couldnt keep my dick in my pants" I say laughing. I could feel my cock starting to harden in my pants just thinking about those two: Ms. Johnson and Leslie. "You probably wouldn't know what to do it anyways, Leslie" I said winking again at her.

OOC: Where's our teacher at? We may need a new one.

 

[ARaynes]

Leslie

OOC: I don't think we need a new one. I just think she is off the computer right now.

IC: "Shoot Tommy, I could do better things with it than your Palm could." I laugh at him again. Geez, he opens himself too wide.

 

[Guest]

Miss Johnson

I'm here still!!

That cocky little Thomas, grabbing my ass like that. He has to know it just turns me on. Hearing the spatting between him and Leslie. "OK you two, break it up now. This is English class, not sex-ed." Thinking how much I wish it was. I could sure teach both of them a thing or two about sex. Hopping up on my desl and crossing my legs. The slits in my skirt showing off my sexy smooth thighs.

 

[AngelBaby]

Marissa?

OOC: Can I join in as Marissa, Leslie's friend? The spot seems to be open. If yes, here's the little description.

Marissa Delmas, name of French origin but definitely American. 18 years old, a part of the 'rich clique' and best friend to Leslie. Dark brown hair, blue eyes, 36C perky breasts. Wearing tartan mini-skirt (think kilt material, imitation uniform) and a white shirt with white lace bra and panties.

IC: "Bet you wish it was, Miss Johnson!" I call out. The bitch has been hot for Thomas all year long. Bet she can't wait to have him all on his own.

"Les," I whisper, "What's say we have a little fun?"

 

[t. crown]

Thomas

Laughing at Marissa's comment, "I'd love to have a sex-ed class anytime with you, Ms. Johnson" I said in my cocky attitude. I always had this feeling Ms. Johnson wanted me, and the way she was showing off those sexy legs and looking at me only confirmed that feeling.
"Damn Marissa and Leslie can be so damn mean to Ms. Johnson, but as sexy as they are, It sure doesn't bother me" I thought to myself. Marissa and Leslie were always little teases (mainly because they could be); I knew my time would come when I would get into one of their pants, both if I was lucky.
Putting my hands on the back of my head, purposely flexing my biceps, yawning overly loud, I leaned back in my seat. "So Ms. Johnson, what were you trying to teach us..."

 

[AngelBaby]

Marissa

"I think we were discussing George Orwell's 69 - I mean '84," I said, not calling out as such, merely making a quiet comment...that everyone happened to hear.

I don't know why Leslie and I took to ribbing the teachers so much, but we had so much fun that it's continued throughout the year.

Our antics outside of school had earned us the label of 'teases' on top of that. Not that we were complaining about either situation. In fact, we usually made the most of them.

 

[ARaynes]

Leslie

"So, Marissa, what kind of fun did you have in mind?" I whispered back to her. She was so pretty, and had become a bigger tease than I ever thought of being.

 

[Merelan]

Ms Darnell

In her mid thirties she had a commanding presence. Aloof and unemotional, or so her outward image portrayed. In actuality... well, we will let the events unwind and see.

Not a bad looker, her long hair kept tightly pulled back in a french twist. Her attire business like and suitable for the Principal. Yes, she is the one who runs our little school. Right now she is outside the English classroom, again listening to the teacher slowly losing control. The kids these days were not raised to behave, not raised to respect their teachers, or principals. Remembering some of the pranks played on her.
The time had come. She had been the same as Leslie and Marissa when she had been in school. But one day in after school detention, with a special teacher, and her manners had changed, and her life.
It was what was needed now. Knowing the English teacher would go along with it she would have it occur in her detention, this Friday.
Knocking and entering.

"Miss Johnson, you will report ot my office after class please." Without giving her a chance to speak she left. Smiling, for she had phrased it just so, on purpose, to egg the kids on. Let them have their fun. They would learn more in this one class then any other of their lives. And if they didn't, they would repeat the process till they did.


OOOC I welcome one and all to our school. Let's take our time and enjoy this. We have a super mix of players. Should be fun.

 

[ARaynes]

Leslie

"Ohhh, Mrs. J has a meeting in the principle's office. Gonna get LICKS?" I laughed as the other kids started taunting her too. I know, this was shameless, but I had to.

 

[BadForm]

Tamla Green

OOC: Tamla is 3/4 Native American, 1/4 white and 4/4 snide, sarcastic little bitch. She's a pretty, if not physically impressive young woman, 5'3", reasonably proportioned. She ran with the gangs in her youth, and 'straightened up' after getting out of a six month stint in juve. At least, she hasn't been CAUGHT since. She makes money from selling shine and dope, but is careful enough not to get caught (ie it AINT likely to occur in thread). Sexually precocious, and certainly able to take care of herself if things turn nasty. Intelligent, but bored by school when she can already make more money than she needs, she is an under achiever.

IC: Darnell had just walked out of class when Tamla strode past her, late as always. It looked like the class was having fun with Johnson when she arrived, and that was fine by her... besides, she'd just heard one of the other teacher's call her Bobby the other day, and whether that was a nickname or her real name, it gave Tamla the opening she wanted.

"Morning, Miss B.J. she said as she strode into the room. Who you doing tod... I mean, what you doing today?"

And with that, she slumped into a chair, grinning.


OOC: If the 'Bobby' name is too much of a liberty, let me know and I'll edit it out - Roberta seems a nice name tho...

 

[ARaynes]

Leslie

I watch as Tamla sashays into the room. She is hot, but that girl is trouble. She still tries to play it cool even after everyone knows she went to juvie.

She would one day end up walking the streets if she was not careful.

 

[Guest]

Miss Johnson...aka B.J.

When Ms. Darnell walked in and asked to see me after class I felt a little suprised, I knew I hadn't done anything wrong. Oh well, guess I'll have to wait and see what she wants.

For now I have this class that seems to be full of snobby little bitches to deal with. I somehow managed to get Marissa involved to with her lewd comments. Just then Tamla walked in with the real shocker "Morning Miss B.J." she had said. I sat up straight on my desk, my back arched and my chest sticking out, how did she know my first name? "Tamla, you are late again, thats your 6th tardy in 2 weeks. I'll be meeting you in detention Friday too." There that shold shut her up, at least for now.

"OK class, I have some homework for you. I know school bores you all, but I happen to be a teacher who enjoys a more positive environment. So for tomorrow, I want at least one idea from each of you on how this class could be more fun" Knows I'll probably get all smart assed ideas, but if there was just one that I could sue it may help to calm this class down.

 

[ARaynes]

Leslie

******RING*****

YES! Finally this class is over. No more looking at Miss. BJ. "HEy Marissa. Can you blieve Miss Johnson's first name starts with B!"
I gather my books to hurridly get out of this class. "Hey, Mrs. J. Don't you think you should hurry and get to Miss. Darnell's room. I think she might even have her riding crop ready!"

 

[Guest]

Miss Johnson

The bell rings and all the students leave. Leslie walks by and makes a reamark about seeing Ms. Darnell, I almost forgot about our meeting. "Yeah, well I'll be seeing you Friday don't forget Leslie" Smirks as she leaves. Then grabs my purse and heads down to Darnell's office. Knocking on the door.