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The active writers here are:
bridge723
xox_rhys
gagonthis
dailyskater15
sexy_curves
and myself
What we have here at P.S. 245 is a normal school in a normal place with a normal student body and faculty. But hey, they say that it's the normal ones you have to watch out for.
Marshal Woods
Aged 26. 6'1" Slim build.
Short, brown hair. Blue Eyes.
Marshall stood at his car staring at his cell phone. Should he call in sick today? Would they REALLY miss him? He sighed to himself, put his phone away and started the half mile trudge from the closest available parking space to the school. In the snow. Uphil.
Marshall wasn't quite ready for the winter break to be over. One would think that between not being able to afford to buy Christmas presents and his girlfriend making a New Year's resolution to finally muster up the courage to break up with him he'd be more than welcoming to the change of pace, but the reality is, those two things, the money and relationship problems, are never more prevalant than when he is at school.
It wasn't the school itself, he'd actually graduated from there and liked working with familiar faces in a familiar environment, but he's surrounded by teachers who aren't paid enough and students who spend far too much. And on top of that, everywhere he looks, there's a beautful young woman whom it would be immoral or flat out illegal to touch. Everything he would love in a woman is on at least one of the many young women that make up the female population of PS 245. There are girls with red hair, big tits, lusful eyes, perfect legs, a round ass and he could swear that he's seen some thigh highs every now and then. There are more than a few desireable girls here and his substitute teacher duties mean that there aren't many that he hasn't already met and looked over.
Today attendence is high and everyone is in their winter garb. He is thankful of small blessings, at least what the girls are wearing can't drive him crazy today...
The active writers here are:
bridge723
xox_rhys
gagonthis
dailyskater15
sexy_curves
and myself
What we have here at P.S. 245 is a normal school in a normal place with a normal student body and faculty. But hey, they say that it's the normal ones you have to watch out for.
Marshal Woods
Aged 26. 6'1" Slim build.
Short, brown hair. Blue Eyes.
Marshall stood at his car staring at his cell phone. Should he call in sick today? Would they REALLY miss him? He sighed to himself, put his phone away and started the half mile trudge from the closest available parking space to the school. In the snow. Uphil.
Marshall wasn't quite ready for the winter break to be over. One would think that between not being able to afford to buy Christmas presents and his girlfriend making a New Year's resolution to finally muster up the courage to break up with him he'd be more than welcoming to the change of pace, but the reality is, those two things, the money and relationship problems, are never more prevalant than when he is at school.
It wasn't the school itself, he'd actually graduated from there and liked working with familiar faces in a familiar environment, but he's surrounded by teachers who aren't paid enough and students who spend far too much. And on top of that, everywhere he looks, there's a beautful young woman whom it would be immoral or flat out illegal to touch. Everything he would love in a woman is on at least one of the many young women that make up the female population of PS 245. There are girls with red hair, big tits, lusful eyes, perfect legs, a round ass and he could swear that he's seen some thigh highs every now and then. There are more than a few desireable girls here and his substitute teacher duties mean that there aren't many that he hasn't already met and looked over.
Today attendence is high and everyone is in their winter garb. He is thankful of small blessings, at least what the girls are wearing can't drive him crazy today...
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