A quick one about the college of my dreams. Thanks to LarryInSeattle. ============ "Mr. Goyette, please read us your translation." "I'm sorry Professor but I haven't completed the assignment." "Indeed? I hope you have an excellent excuse. You must be aware that I have a very strict policy regarding the timely completion of assigned work. Latin is not a...
Keith spent nearly every Saturday with his history teacher, Mr. Thadaropolis. In the beginning, he told his dad that he was doing yard work and running errands for his history teacher. The forty-two year old teacher was actually married and they never went near his house. Instead, they went to a little cabin that was owned by one of Mr. Thadaropolis' friends...
A special thanks to one of my favorite authors, nomoretears00, who was kind enough to let me know about story length. With the info she provided, these chapters should be longer than my first attempt. If you haven't read her series "The Harvest" I recommend taking the time to do so. It's amazing. All characters in this story are a figment of my imagination....
"Jon, can you please join us here?" I looked up at the professor standing in the front of class. On any other day it would be impossible for me to take my eyes off of him but today was different. He had just handed us our tests back; mine with a big F on the top of it. "Sorry, professor," I mumbled. He turned and finished up the equation on the board. Profe...
"I will definitely be calling," those were his exact words, but it's been three days, and nothing. If he had no intention of calling, he shouldn't have said anything; he is a fucking asshole! I needed to vent to someone, so I told my friend, Karen, while we waited for the professor to get to the classroom. "Well... maybe he got busy with work; you did say h...
Note: All characters in this story are 18+ and the names have been changed. One day, I was sitting in class, staring at the wall as usual, when I hear, "ALEX! PAY ATTENTION!" I looked up at my sexy ass English teacher, Mr Lewis. He was 5'10'' with a perfectly sculpted body under his tight undershirt and suit jacket. I couldn't help but stare as he walked up...
I went to college at a small liberal arts college in New England. In high school I was a cross between a jock and an art geek. About 5'11" with sandy blond hair, I played on the soccer and Frisbee teams while spending the rest of my time painting and drawing. Going to a small college let me pursue all of my passions. I signed up for the frisbee and soccer t...
"Renton Elliott Abernathy, come to the front of the classroom, please." Renton stood and did as his teacher asked, his eyebrows raised in curiosity. "Such a shame, isn't it, that the most talented young mage in his class is also an arrogant, disobedient little brat? Perhaps a severe punishment will help you realize the error of your ways." Renton looked e...
It was my second semester that I met Joshua, or rather, Professor Wood. Yes, his name was Professor Wood. Professor Wood was a great teacher, teaching an interesting American Studies class at night. I remember going to his classes Thursday nights at 7pm, getting out at 9:30pm and being ready to burst out of his classroom and go drink and party with my friend...
Charlie drops the blue pill in Dillon's soda can and sits down at his desk in the back of the room. He's nervous as to what might happen, but he thinks it will be worth it in the end. He watches as Dillon comes back from the bathroom and takes a big gulp of his soda. It must have dissolved, because Dillon didn't seem to notice. They were two out the three bo...