Taming the Bitch

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Do you want to know what the hardest profession is in the entire world? Name any that you want and I'll trump you. Whatever your response is, I would simply shake my head with a knowing smile and say, "Nope, I have the hardest job in the world."

No, you see, I am a 29 year old, attractive single man who teachers seniors at the local high school. It's not the bratty and smart-ass behavior of the kids, the checked out demeanor of kids ready to leave and start college or even the entitlement that many of them throw around because they know their parents would never believe their little angels would ever do anything wrong. No, I can deal with that, even if our hands are severely tied in many occasions.

No, what I can't deal with is the girls. Everyday, and every year since I started, I am constantly bombarded with a new wave of incredibly hot 18 year old girls that I get to see and interact with on a daily basis, but due to my job, I'm not allowed to pursue. What's worse is that many of them realize this and try to use it to their advantage. There might possibly have been a few that truly wanted something, but most realized they could flirt or covertly tease without any worry of having to follow thru.

Now, have I fucked any of my students? Sure, but it was after they had graduated and I would run into them at a bar after they turned 21. This has only been in the last year or two due to the short time I've been teaching. That's fun and all, but when you see them on a daily basis and really want to fuck them but know that they are forbidden fruit, it makes you want them all the more. Make no mistake out there, if you are a hot senior girl at your high school, 90% of your male teachers want to fuck you and have cum with the vision of you burned into the inside of their eyelids.

So technically, no, I haven't fucked any of my students. Well, not until this year that is.
 
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Kaede Dare

Kae didn't have time for this shit. The band is finally becoming known and they're getting more gigs. All these years of work is finally starting to pay off. There isn't enough time in a day for everything she has to do. Between school, her part time job as the Music Farm, band practices and gigs--there's barely time for a few hours of sleep. If push comes to shove, she'd rather gain an extra hour of sleep than spend that precious time on homework. She kicked the locker in frustration before running the combo to open it, grabbed her books and stuffed them into her backpack. Another angst filled kick closed shut it.

A glance at the clock on the wall told her she still had a few minutes before the meeting. She turned into the bathroom and used the facilities. Kae glared at her reflection as she washed her hands at the sink. Her shoulder length black hair had sharp layers and vibrant blue streaks. Shiny blue eyeliner made her almond shaped brown eyes looked larger and more exotic. Bright red lipstick drew attention to her full bottom lip.

Two earrings in her left lobe and three set in her right. Several silver necklaces with various runes hang from her slender neck. Only the Celtic cross pendent lay between her full breasts that seem ready to tumble free from from the dual layered tank tops. A hand span of skin show below the tank tops and above the hip hugging cargo pants. Just enough skin to show toned abs and the jeweled ring piercing on top of her navel.

Kae snorted and wiped her wet hands over her neck and chest. The weather has been crazy hot lately. "Maybe I should start wearing skirts." She rolled her eyes. "Yeah, RIGHT!"

She laughed and her dark mood lightened. "Time to meet the devil. Mr. Adrian Stanley."

Straightening her shoulders, Kae walked quickly to Mr. Stanley's office and knocked before entering. Her grades have been slipping lately and her usual A's and B's have turned into C's. It's not like her but she hasn't had time to put a lot of effort into schoolwork. Plus, she's had several unexcused absences due to out of town performances with the band. None of this has gone by unnoticed by her teachers and that's why she has a mandatory meeting with Mr. Stanley.

Kae wasn't sure what she was going to do but she figured she can just tough it out like everything else in her life. Like her crazy grandpa said, If you're going to do something stupid or go in blind, you may as well do it full of piss and vinegar! She grinned at the memory.
 
Adrian sat behind his desk, waiting for Ms. Kaede Dare, or as Kae as she was known, to arrive. He had her school files in front of her. Despite his young age and his short stint at the school, he had been appointed to head of discipline only 2 weeks earlier. His dominant, yet quiet personality seemed to have swung it for him. His first task was to find out why Kae's grades had been slipping. She was in his Calculus class, and seen firsthand the nosedive in her grades.

He heard a knock at the door. "Enter".

The door opened. In walked Kae. The red blooded man in him immediately saw her striking features and attire. For a moment, he allowed himself to indulge, before snapping out of it.

"Please sit, Ms. Dare."

He scanned the files in front him.

"Ms. Dare, I don't need to tell you that your grades are quite disappointing. What's even more disappointing is that you started the year well, and simply seemed to have lost interest. Colleges will notice this, and will severely impact your chances in being accepted.

Would you care to explain what is going on?"
 
Kaede Dare

Something about the way he talked grated on Kae's nerves. It seemed like he didn't care about her or really knowing why her grades dropped. It seemed too impersonal and distant. Like he didn't really see who he was talking to. Her walls instantly raised up high and her independent streak roared in response.

Kae dropped into the seat in front of the desk and threw one leg over the arm. "Since I'm not planning on going to college. I don't see the problem. I just want to know what I need to raise my grades up a bit. I don't want to graduate with a C average."

She stretched her arms up and rolled her shoulders to loosen up her tense muscles. Kae kept her steady and challenging gaze on her current obstacle in life, Mr. Adrian. To her surprise, she realized that he's a fairly attractive man. He looked like he was only a few years older than her. He didn't seem to fit the stereotypical nerd look for a guy that taught math.
 
Adrian immediately could see that this girl had an attitude problem.

"Ms. Dare, when you are in this office, you will sit up straight and show me some respect. Now change that attitude, or I will have to increase your punishment."

He studied her face. Strong, resilient. Yet some weakness lay behind the steely exterior.

"Why do you not plan on going to college? A degree is essential for any well paid job today".
 
Kae sat up straight in the seat and put her feet on the ground. But she grinned as she spread her legs wide and hooked her thumbs in the belt loops. It pulled her cargo pants down further and showed off her toned abs.

"Why should I care about college? I already have a job. I'm a musician. My band is starting to get popular. Work has been really good." She gave an exaggerated shrug with her shoulders pulled back. The movement pushed her breasts up and it seemed like they would fall out of the tank tops. "I don't give a damn about college but I do want to graduate with at least a B average."

Kae checked the time on her watch. "Look. I'm really busy. Tell me what I need to do to raise my grades and I'm outta here."
 
He'd had enough already.

"Ok Ms. Dare, you have just earned yourself a week in detention, starting after school today. Report her at the end of the day. Now get out of my sight, and clean up that attitude. I will be speaking with your teachers."
 
Kae jumped out of the seat and slammed her hands down on the desk. She got in Mr. Stanley's face and barked, "Can't you hear me? I told you I don't have time. I have to work and go to practice. I don't have time for detention."

She poked him in the chest with one finger. "I thought you were going to help me. I just need to know what I need to do to get my grades up. I'm not doing detention." She growled.
 
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