Greatings from Mrs. Anderson I am a high school french teacher. I am very tall and have the hair in a bun look you all fantasize about complete with nerdy glasses. I also have very large breasts, smooth skin, full kissable lips....and under neath it all I am ashorny as hell. I am looking for some new students either male or female gay or straight....some of my favorite student types are dumb jocks, prick teasing coeds, and computer nerds. Hope to hear from you soon.
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Charlie
I take my usual seat, far left row, back seat....and sit down quietly. The only thing that has brought me to this class is the chance to look at the teacher, Mrs Anderson.
God! She was hot, the way she filled out her oh so tight blouses, and how she bent over when she picked up the eraser she seemed to drop so often.
My grades were average in this class, it being soooo difficult to concentrate on the lessons she brought to us each day. Instead my mind was filled with day dreams of her, in various forms of undress, while I played the teacher.....
"Uh, yes, sorry" I apologized,broken from another hot fantasy and taking yesterdays graded paper from Miss Anderson, my hand brushing her silky skin as I do so.
Looking down from the vision of her well endowed chest, I see another "C" in the corner, and shake my head.
Oh, well, if I keep this up, I'll pass and still be able to spend the entire year admiring her....
I take my usual seat, far left row, back seat....and sit down quietly. The only thing that has brought me to this class is the chance to look at the teacher, Mrs Anderson.
God! She was hot, the way she filled out her oh so tight blouses, and how she bent over when she picked up the eraser she seemed to drop so often.
My grades were average in this class, it being soooo difficult to concentrate on the lessons she brought to us each day. Instead my mind was filled with day dreams of her, in various forms of undress, while I played the teacher.....
"Uh, yes, sorry" I apologized,broken from another hot fantasy and taking yesterdays graded paper from Miss Anderson, my hand brushing her silky skin as I do so.
Looking down from the vision of her well endowed chest, I see another "C" in the corner, and shake my head.
Oh, well, if I keep this up, I'll pass and still be able to spend the entire year admiring her....
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More F*cking French
Sam isn't very happy as he walks towards his first day at the new High School he's attending. His mother and aunt (her sister) made him take French, saying that it may "come in handy". Sam didn't see how since he didn't know any french, didn't know any french women, and was planning no trips to France.
He entered the room, head down, and piled into the closest seat near the door. He looked up and saw a pair of long legs directly in front of him.....his eyes continued upwards over a shapely ass, excellent tits and finally to the pretty face of the teacher. Since Sam was only 16, he felt his dick begin to stiffen immediately. The teacher, in a low sexy voice says "Bon Jour" and smiles at him... Sam mutters hello to her, she licks her full red lips, turns and walks to the front of the room.
Sam can see her pantie lines under her tight skirt. He was smelling his Aunt Jackies in the bathroom this morning before leaving the house. If she knew he did that, she wouldn't leave them in the bath after she showered. Aunt Jackie was 30 with a really hairy bush. Sam knows, because she stays in his room when she visits and he goes outside to watch her change clothes or dress after a shower. Sammy pops back to the present when the teacher slides a folded message onto his desk..........
Sam isn't very happy as he walks towards his first day at the new High School he's attending. His mother and aunt (her sister) made him take French, saying that it may "come in handy". Sam didn't see how since he didn't know any french, didn't know any french women, and was planning no trips to France.
He entered the room, head down, and piled into the closest seat near the door. He looked up and saw a pair of long legs directly in front of him.....his eyes continued upwards over a shapely ass, excellent tits and finally to the pretty face of the teacher. Since Sam was only 16, he felt his dick begin to stiffen immediately. The teacher, in a low sexy voice says "Bon Jour" and smiles at him... Sam mutters hello to her, she licks her full red lips, turns and walks to the front of the room.
Sam can see her pantie lines under her tight skirt. He was smelling his Aunt Jackies in the bathroom this morning before leaving the house. If she knew he did that, she wouldn't leave them in the bath after she showered. Aunt Jackie was 30 with a really hairy bush. Sam knows, because she stays in his room when she visits and he goes outside to watch her change clothes or dress after a shower. Sammy pops back to the present when the teacher slides a folded message onto his desk..........
Jessica
Jessica walked to the french class and sipped down at the seat next to Sam she hardly dident like french that much her favorite subject would rather be computers...
She liked the new teacher tho who was nice and had looks...
So french class wouldent be that bad after all .
Jessica opened the french boock
Jessica walked to the french class and sipped down at the seat next to Sam she hardly dident like french that much her favorite subject would rather be computers...
She liked the new teacher tho who was nice and had looks...
So french class wouldent be that bad after all .
Jessica opened the french boock
Kat
Sigh, time for French. Girl teachers are so unfun and this one is actually even pretty. Not as hot as me of course, but compitition is crappy. I remind myself not to frown as I enter the room and scan for marks. Few possibles. Well, french is going to suck this year.
I flounce to my seat, its always good to practice, even if no one important is watching. Taking out a mirror I check my hair and makeup before class. My bright blonde curls, big green eyes, full red lips, and just a touch of childish freckles. I look sweet and innocent, just as I should. Satisfied, I put the mirror away and look around.
Sigh. Oh well, after this its math, with Mr. Stewart and Nathan from the football team. Mr. Stewart is fun to play with, math innuendos are so easy. And Nathan? He's taking me to prom. Doesn't know it yet, but he will.
Sigh, time for French. Girl teachers are so unfun and this one is actually even pretty. Not as hot as me of course, but compitition is crappy. I remind myself not to frown as I enter the room and scan for marks. Few possibles. Well, french is going to suck this year.
I flounce to my seat, its always good to practice, even if no one important is watching. Taking out a mirror I check my hair and makeup before class. My bright blonde curls, big green eyes, full red lips, and just a touch of childish freckles. I look sweet and innocent, just as I should. Satisfied, I put the mirror away and look around.
Sigh. Oh well, after this its math, with Mr. Stewart and Nathan from the football team. Mr. Stewart is fun to play with, math innuendos are so easy. And Nathan? He's taking me to prom. Doesn't know it yet, but he will.
Charlie
Leaning forward, I say to Kat, the hot, well built blond that has seated herself in front of me, and tell her with a leer.
" Je veux vous prendre au lit, et ravish votre corps"
Seeing her head move as she turns sideways, showing off her profile no doubt (it was a nice profile, but she uses it too often, I thought) I chuckle at her not understanding...
I pull my second favorite phrase out, and speak to her with a deceiving smile....
"Comment de Sam et est-ce que je vous prends, les deux en même temps? Est-ce que je parie cela fait la marque vous heureux? "
"What did you say?" Kat questions me....
Suddenly, I become aware of our hot, busty teacher standing next to us, and I hear her words as I gaze at her long legs...
"I beleive you should have said "Sam and I", she tells me with a smile, as she bends forward, giving me a birdseye veiw of her full breasts "Otherwise, your pronunciation was excellent!"
Returning her smile, I can't help but notice as Sam's hand reaches out between her legs, and begins to slide upward....
Leaning forward, I say to Kat, the hot, well built blond that has seated herself in front of me, and tell her with a leer.
" Je veux vous prendre au lit, et ravish votre corps"
Seeing her head move as she turns sideways, showing off her profile no doubt (it was a nice profile, but she uses it too often, I thought) I chuckle at her not understanding...
I pull my second favorite phrase out, and speak to her with a deceiving smile....
"Comment de Sam et est-ce que je vous prends, les deux en même temps? Est-ce que je parie cela fait la marque vous heureux? "
"What did you say?" Kat questions me....
Suddenly, I become aware of our hot, busty teacher standing next to us, and I hear her words as I gaze at her long legs...
"I beleive you should have said "Sam and I", she tells me with a smile, as she bends forward, giving me a birdseye veiw of her full breasts "Otherwise, your pronunciation was excellent!"
Returning her smile, I can't help but notice as Sam's hand reaches out between her legs, and begins to slide upward....
Mrs Anderson
"Bonjour class' my what an interesting little group of students I am sure we will have a lot of fun together. To begin please translate the paragraphs I have handed out to you. That will give me some idea of how far you have gone in your studies." As the children begin their work I sit at my desk. My long hair in a tight bun, a silk light colored shirt with a dark black lace bra visible when I lean over and one gets the right angle to look down my shirt with just one too many buttons undone, a short black skirt my legs slowly parting and coming together out of boredom. I look at KAT and see that she loves to tease the boys no doubt I will have to put her in her place if need be. JESSICA looks like a nice sweet girl perhaps she will help me with KAT. CHARLIE looks like a very handsome and smart young man and very anxios to work hard I like that he is already very acctive and will make a great assistant. As for the others I have no opinion yet. Lets see if they have problems with the assignment......"Class if you have any real problems with the work come up and see me at my desk please thank you....begin."
"Bonjour class' my what an interesting little group of students I am sure we will have a lot of fun together. To begin please translate the paragraphs I have handed out to you. That will give me some idea of how far you have gone in your studies." As the children begin their work I sit at my desk. My long hair in a tight bun, a silk light colored shirt with a dark black lace bra visible when I lean over and one gets the right angle to look down my shirt with just one too many buttons undone, a short black skirt my legs slowly parting and coming together out of boredom. I look at KAT and see that she loves to tease the boys no doubt I will have to put her in her place if need be. JESSICA looks like a nice sweet girl perhaps she will help me with KAT. CHARLIE looks like a very handsome and smart young man and very anxios to work hard I like that he is already very acctive and will make a great assistant. As for the others I have no opinion yet. Lets see if they have problems with the assignment......"Class if you have any real problems with the work come up and see me at my desk please thank you....begin."
Jessica
Jessica eyes through the papers she twist round her red curls..she know a few off the answers ...since it had been her aunts idea taking summer classes last summer in france...
looking around the class Jessica noticed that one off the boys treid to flirt whit kat which was not unusual...
Jessica felt the teacher eyes on her ...and looked up..jessica noticed her teachers bra being way to visible so jessica blushed
and decided to concentrate whit the assigment
Jessica eyes through the papers she twist round her red curls..she know a few off the answers ...since it had been her aunts idea taking summer classes last summer in france...
looking around the class Jessica noticed that one off the boys treid to flirt whit kat which was not unusual...
Jessica felt the teacher eyes on her ...and looked up..jessica noticed her teachers bra being way to visible so jessica blushed
and decided to concentrate whit the assigment
Charlie
Despite a bit of perhaps imagined flirtation, Mrs. Anderson returns to her desk, and returns to business as usual...
"If we need help, she says, come up to her desk...." I'd like to come up to her desk and get help, I thought to myself, trying to think of a plan.
Looking at the work she had given us, basic phonics, how to recite the french alphabet, I was incredibly bored....perhaps a partner would liven things up?
Raising my hand, and standing as timidly as possible, I asked the question..."Perhaps, Mrs Anderson, if we paired off, it would improve our concentration and performance?"
Seeing no resistance to the idea, but hearing no answer either, I took the initiative and sat down beside Jessica. A move designed to inflame Kat, and get me a closer look at Jessica....
Despite a bit of perhaps imagined flirtation, Mrs. Anderson returns to her desk, and returns to business as usual...
"If we need help, she says, come up to her desk...." I'd like to come up to her desk and get help, I thought to myself, trying to think of a plan.
Looking at the work she had given us, basic phonics, how to recite the french alphabet, I was incredibly bored....perhaps a partner would liven things up?
Raising my hand, and standing as timidly as possible, I asked the question..."Perhaps, Mrs Anderson, if we paired off, it would improve our concentration and performance?"
Seeing no resistance to the idea, but hearing no answer either, I took the initiative and sat down beside Jessica. A move designed to inflame Kat, and get me a closer look at Jessica....
Kat
Damn. French is going to suck. That boy, Chairlie, ugh! Such a pain. Goes to sit by Jessica? Whatever.
I look down at the assignment and begin. I sort of remember this crap from last year, blech.
I stretch and let my shirt ride up on my ribs, giving everyone a nice flash of my smooth skin from hips to a bit up my rib cage. I slowly pull the shirt back down and get back to work. All the best performances are totaly wasted here. I don't know why I try.
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Damn. French is going to suck. That boy, Chairlie, ugh! Such a pain. Goes to sit by Jessica? Whatever.
I look down at the assignment and begin. I sort of remember this crap from last year, blech.
I stretch and let my shirt ride up on my ribs, giving everyone a nice flash of my smooth skin from hips to a bit up my rib cage. I slowly pull the shirt back down and get back to work. All the best performances are totaly wasted here. I don't know why I try.
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Mrs Anderson
Well looks like my class is doing well "Charles please move your desk back and do your own work>" I stand and walk over to Kit standing over her I place my hand on her sholder (her hair feels so smooth on the back of my hand)..."You seem upset dear is their something wrong?" I give her my maternal reassuring smile.
Well looks like my class is doing well "Charles please move your desk back and do your own work>" I stand and walk over to Kit standing over her I place my hand on her sholder (her hair feels so smooth on the back of my hand)..."You seem upset dear is their something wrong?" I give her my maternal reassuring smile.
Kat
I flash my chipper smile at Mrs Anderson "No, I'm just rusty from the summer. Lack of practice. I'm sure I'll get back into it quickly." Another bright grin and I focus back on my work.
She's still touching me. But at least she put that Charlie brat in his place.
Still touching me...what is wrong with her? Ah, there she walked off. My shoulder still feels warm from her soft hand and the tactile after image bothers me for a moment, but I shake it off.
I flash my chipper smile at Mrs Anderson "No, I'm just rusty from the summer. Lack of practice. I'm sure I'll get back into it quickly." Another bright grin and I focus back on my work.
She's still touching me. But at least she put that Charlie brat in his place.
Still touching me...what is wrong with her? Ah, there she walked off. My shoulder still feels warm from her soft hand and the tactile after image bothers me for a moment, but I shake it off.
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Cisco
As soon as I got to school, I was led to the principal's office. He and my probation officer had to talk some things over. Finally, they were done and Paul hands me my class schedule.
"Cisco, this is it ... your last chance .... if you fuck up this semester ... they're going to kick you out and if that happens ... we both know what will be next ... so don't screw up!"
"Your first class is French in room 169 ... so get to it ... here's a pass to excuse you for being late."
I walked down the hall slowly, my combat boots shuffling along the floor. The room is at the other side of the school so I go outside to smoke a cig on the way.
I open the door to the rooom ... class is already underway ... a quick scan tells me that there's an available desk in the back ... just where I like to sit ... and the chick content of the class ain't bad either ... there's a couple lookers in here ... I go to hand the note to the teach ... that's when I got a good look at her ... damn this broad was defintely extremely fuckable ... definitely something I will have to tap into real soon
I hand her the note, surveying the lay of the land from top to bottom and back again. She says something in French, I knod, I didn't understand a word of it and I head back to the desk at the far end of the room.
Mrs Anderson brings a piece of paper and sets it down on the desk. She leans over and whispers to me :
"I understand your situation so just do the best that you can. We'll work on what you don't know after class."
I kinda hear what she says because when she leans over, her blouse opens exposing her pendulate breast that are barely covered by a lacy black bra. I once again knod and then take a pencil from behind my ear and attempt to work on the assignment. She turns around to walk back to the front. All I could do was stare at the almost hypnotic sway of her hips and ass.
As soon as I got to school, I was led to the principal's office. He and my probation officer had to talk some things over. Finally, they were done and Paul hands me my class schedule.
"Cisco, this is it ... your last chance .... if you fuck up this semester ... they're going to kick you out and if that happens ... we both know what will be next ... so don't screw up!"
"Your first class is French in room 169 ... so get to it ... here's a pass to excuse you for being late."
I walked down the hall slowly, my combat boots shuffling along the floor. The room is at the other side of the school so I go outside to smoke a cig on the way.
I open the door to the rooom ... class is already underway ... a quick scan tells me that there's an available desk in the back ... just where I like to sit ... and the chick content of the class ain't bad either ... there's a couple lookers in here ... I go to hand the note to the teach ... that's when I got a good look at her ... damn this broad was defintely extremely fuckable ... definitely something I will have to tap into real soon
I hand her the note, surveying the lay of the land from top to bottom and back again. She says something in French, I knod, I didn't understand a word of it and I head back to the desk at the far end of the room.
Mrs Anderson brings a piece of paper and sets it down on the desk. She leans over and whispers to me :
"I understand your situation so just do the best that you can. We'll work on what you don't know after class."
I kinda hear what she says because when she leans over, her blouse opens exposing her pendulate breast that are barely covered by a lacy black bra. I once again knod and then take a pencil from behind my ear and attempt to work on the assignment. She turns around to walk back to the front. All I could do was stare at the almost hypnotic sway of her hips and ass.
Kat
Ahh....hope beckons. Let's see, late, nice boots, checking out the teach (grr.) mmm...a bad boy. Very, very nice.
I take the time to toy with a long blonde curl, twining it around my finger slowly, while gently sucking on the end of my pen. This is a hopeful development indeed. What was his name? Sisko? He'd horrify my mother, piss off my dad, and give Nathan some well needed compitition.
I bet he's rough. Mmm...bad boys are so dangerous. As he walks by I fidget in my chair and let my already short skirt slip slightly up my legs.
The show is on...
Ahh....hope beckons. Let's see, late, nice boots, checking out the teach (grr.) mmm...a bad boy. Very, very nice.
I take the time to toy with a long blonde curl, twining it around my finger slowly, while gently sucking on the end of my pen. This is a hopeful development indeed. What was his name? Sisko? He'd horrify my mother, piss off my dad, and give Nathan some well needed compitition.
I bet he's rough. Mmm...bad boys are so dangerous. As he walks by I fidget in my chair and let my already short skirt slip slightly up my legs.
The show is on...
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Since I have no idea what I'm doing, I spend most of my time checking out the rest of the class. Most of the kids in the class are pretty non descript. Right now only two of the chicks stand out. A red head and a blonde. The blonde is what you'd call down right fucking hot ... Definite Prom Queen ... Cheerleader material with a little slut thrown in for the fun of it. And the redhead, well she reminds me of those chicks that with a little work getting over the tomboyishness she'd be a force to reckon with.
I notice the blonde occasionally checking me out. As I watch her suck and nibble on the end of her pen, I definitely could see she had some talents worth exploring. And I know she has a body built for speed ... when I walked by, her skirt was hiked up pretty high and I got a faint glimpse of her panty covered goodies.
And every once in a while she would lift her hands and stretch causing her shirt to go up her ribs showing her taunt stomach.
Maybe, If I still feel like it, I'll ask her if she'd want to take a ride on my hog.
Since I have no idea what I'm doing, I spend most of my time checking out the rest of the class. Most of the kids in the class are pretty non descript. Right now only two of the chicks stand out. A red head and a blonde. The blonde is what you'd call down right fucking hot ... Definite Prom Queen ... Cheerleader material with a little slut thrown in for the fun of it. And the redhead, well she reminds me of those chicks that with a little work getting over the tomboyishness she'd be a force to reckon with.
I notice the blonde occasionally checking me out. As I watch her suck and nibble on the end of her pen, I definitely could see she had some talents worth exploring. And I know she has a body built for speed ... when I walked by, her skirt was hiked up pretty high and I got a faint glimpse of her panty covered goodies.
And every once in a while she would lift her hands and stretch causing her shirt to go up her ribs showing her taunt stomach.
Maybe, If I still feel like it, I'll ask her if she'd want to take a ride on my hog.
Mrs. Anderson
Well looks like Kat is going to take some work, that jock Charlie is quite a ummm... handful (giggle out loud), and Jessica is a real cutie....I stare at Jessica and smile when she looks up at me. "hurry with your work class not much time left." OOC any new students feel free to walk in and give me your tardy slip and describe your character.
Well looks like Kat is going to take some work, that jock Charlie is quite a ummm... handful (giggle out loud), and Jessica is a real cutie....I stare at Jessica and smile when she looks up at me. "hurry with your work class not much time left." OOC any new students feel free to walk in and give me your tardy slip and describe your character.
I catch Cisco eyeing me and I let a slow smile dawn over my features, letting the pit of my pinky nail tuck into my smile slightly before letting my hand fall back to the desk and looking away blushing.
I'm done with the quick worksheet and I let my mind wander for a bit. I think a bit of time with Cisco could be very nice. Nothing that would dent my image, of course, or my chances with big game, but enough to add some excitement in my life. And he does have those deep, lost, devil eyes...
I'm done with the quick worksheet and I let my mind wander for a bit. I think a bit of time with Cisco could be very nice. Nothing that would dent my image, of course, or my chances with big game, but enough to add some excitement in my life. And he does have those deep, lost, devil eyes...
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Kat and I play this game of (no pun intended) Cat and Mouse throughout the class period. Each of us taking the 'across the room flirting' upward through the stages.
At one point, I give her my leer/stare with a half wink and then I finish it with a lip licking and a smirk. This chick was definitely into the good time but I knew there was no way it would be beyond that. I would be her dirty little secret. She wasn't the first and more than likely wouldn't be the last.
They all wanted the danger, the roughness, the bad but they didn't want it to ruin their image.... fine with me ... while all those jocks were trying to get into their pants ... I was showing the girls the ropes .... She'd probably use some sort of excuse to cover the fact that we might be seen together such as She was tutoring me or something.
Kat and I play this game of (no pun intended) Cat and Mouse throughout the class period. Each of us taking the 'across the room flirting' upward through the stages.
At one point, I give her my leer/stare with a half wink and then I finish it with a lip licking and a smirk. This chick was definitely into the good time but I knew there was no way it would be beyond that. I would be her dirty little secret. She wasn't the first and more than likely wouldn't be the last.
They all wanted the danger, the roughness, the bad but they didn't want it to ruin their image.... fine with me ... while all those jocks were trying to get into their pants ... I was showing the girls the ropes .... She'd probably use some sort of excuse to cover the fact that we might be seen together such as She was tutoring me or something.
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When is this class going to be over! I wait till the next time Kat looks around, I give her the "kinda wait back after class, I wanna talk to you" signal and she smiles back. Afirmative. It's definitely time to get this show on the road.
When is this class going to be over! I wait till the next time Kat looks around, I give her the "kinda wait back after class, I wanna talk to you" signal and she smiles back. Afirmative. It's definitely time to get this show on the road.
I grin and let my eyes dance happily, taking a glance at the clock. Six and a half minutes. That I can manage.
I make a quick estimation of how late I can be to math before getting in trouble or losing my seat next in front of Nathan. I sigh satisfied. I love life!
I make a quick estimation of how late I can be to math before getting in trouble or losing my seat next in front of Nathan. I sigh satisfied. I love life!
Jason
I walked into class with about 5 minutes left, and all eyes were suddenly on me. I paused for just a moment, and Mrs. Anderson greeted me sarcastically. "Hello, Jason. Nice of you to join us this morning." She smirked as she scolded me, and told me to sit down. Most teachers didn't even acknowledge me when I came in the room, because most of the time I didn't. I liked this class, though, for one reason: the teacher. Mrs. Anderson was the most gorgeous woman I had ever seen, and the only teacher I paid any attention to. How could I not listen to that beautiful melodic voice speaking the language of love? I may be a slacker, but I can still appreciate beauty. I winked at her discreetly, and went to my seat. One of the kids next to me complimented my and my band's performance at the party Friday night, and I told him thanks. Then I promptly returned to ogling Mrs. Anderson.
I walked into class with about 5 minutes left, and all eyes were suddenly on me. I paused for just a moment, and Mrs. Anderson greeted me sarcastically. "Hello, Jason. Nice of you to join us this morning." She smirked as she scolded me, and told me to sit down. Most teachers didn't even acknowledge me when I came in the room, because most of the time I didn't. I liked this class, though, for one reason: the teacher. Mrs. Anderson was the most gorgeous woman I had ever seen, and the only teacher I paid any attention to. How could I not listen to that beautiful melodic voice speaking the language of love? I may be a slacker, but I can still appreciate beauty. I winked at her discreetly, and went to my seat. One of the kids next to me complimented my and my band's performance at the party Friday night, and I told him thanks. Then I promptly returned to ogling Mrs. Anderson.
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Ron
The door opened, and in he stepped. The kind of guy that no one seemed to like. Dark black hair, and bland brown eyes peering out from behind his glasses. Not those smaller glasses that they sell nowadsays, the ones that only cover your eyes, these were the kind where the bottom of the lenses was nearly level with the bottom of his nose. He was tall, and thin, that athletic look that camne from exercising. His hair was wild, uncombed and looking like the very thought of combing his hair would kill him.
The area under his eyes were dark, and the way he held his head slightly downward gave them the look of being in shadows. He looked dangerous, and was the quiet type. He usually spent lunch reading novels, a different one each week, and his antisociality had brought him bad luck.
His black combat boots, scruffy and old, but they still fit, and that's what mattered, made hard clunks on the floor as he walked. He wore dress khaki slacks, and a solid purplish-blue T-shirt, all non-brand name. A metal watch, looking like it wasn't well kept, was on his wrist. The only name brand thing he seemed to own.
He had a black binder filled with paper under one arm, and looked more than slightly annoyed. He pulled out the excuse, and threw it on the teacher's desk.
Without a word, he put his binder on the nearest empty desk to the front, pulled a pencil out of his pocket, and sat down. When he did speak, it was low, and had an edge to it, like his tongue was tainted by the sarcasm he so often used and the annoyance he was feeling.
"Sorry I'm late, but it seems that once again I've been called in to the police for threatening the school."
A honor student, eighteen, and one of the smartest kids in school, and yet he was still suspect number one...
The door opened, and in he stepped. The kind of guy that no one seemed to like. Dark black hair, and bland brown eyes peering out from behind his glasses. Not those smaller glasses that they sell nowadsays, the ones that only cover your eyes, these were the kind where the bottom of the lenses was nearly level with the bottom of his nose. He was tall, and thin, that athletic look that camne from exercising. His hair was wild, uncombed and looking like the very thought of combing his hair would kill him.
The area under his eyes were dark, and the way he held his head slightly downward gave them the look of being in shadows. He looked dangerous, and was the quiet type. He usually spent lunch reading novels, a different one each week, and his antisociality had brought him bad luck.
His black combat boots, scruffy and old, but they still fit, and that's what mattered, made hard clunks on the floor as he walked. He wore dress khaki slacks, and a solid purplish-blue T-shirt, all non-brand name. A metal watch, looking like it wasn't well kept, was on his wrist. The only name brand thing he seemed to own.
He had a black binder filled with paper under one arm, and looked more than slightly annoyed. He pulled out the excuse, and threw it on the teacher's desk.
Without a word, he put his binder on the nearest empty desk to the front, pulled a pencil out of his pocket, and sat down. When he did speak, it was low, and had an edge to it, like his tongue was tainted by the sarcasm he so often used and the annoyance he was feeling.
"Sorry I'm late, but it seems that once again I've been called in to the police for threatening the school."
A honor student, eighteen, and one of the smartest kids in school, and yet he was still suspect number one...
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Jason
I look around the classroom, checking out the other students. I see Cisco in the back; he's pretty cool. Looks like Kat has a crush on him. If I know Cisco, he'll be more than happy to help her out...Hey, didn't she give me a hand job a few weeks ago? Ah, maybe not. Better not stare. That girl Jessica has a lot of potential, too. She's just the kind of girl I like. With the right influence, she could be one sexy girl. All she needs is someone to show her how to have a good time...
I look around the classroom, checking out the other students. I see Cisco in the back; he's pretty cool. Looks like Kat has a crush on him. If I know Cisco, he'll be more than happy to help her out...Hey, didn't she give me a hand job a few weeks ago? Ah, maybe not. Better not stare. That girl Jessica has a lot of potential, too. She's just the kind of girl I like. With the right influence, she could be one sexy girl. All she needs is someone to show her how to have a good time...
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