"Alright guys. Let's get to work” Mr Henderson said
I tried my best to focus on the lesson but the events of last night couldn't let me be. I kept thinking about how his arms roamed round my body starting up fires in places I could never imagine.
"Everyone tear out a piece of paper"
The sounds of groaning teenagers filled the room followed by the tearing of sheets from books. I took my time to analyse him today, looking all professional in his blue shirt and black pants.
It's hard to believe that this was the same man that pleasured me through the night
"Do we have to sir?"
"Yes"
I smirked. They call him sir. I call him John. If only they knew
"I want you to write about the most memorable day of your life" he instructed " you have” he checked his wrist watch ''exactly 30 minutes"
