All characters are over the age of 18. Chapter 1 "Sarah-Jane, could you come to the board and solve the equation please? Remember to show your work." Mrs. Stannis, the math teacher at Holy Trinity School for Girls, asked in her quiet voice. The students had talked at length that Mrs. Stannis must have been very attractive in her youth but her sixty plus ye...
That afternoon at 6 when I arrived home from the office I went to my mailbox as I do every day. Shoving the envelopes in my open pocketbook I walked back toward the apartment building with my key held out to let myself inside quickly. It's freezing out here I said to myself. Closing the front door brought much welcome relief from the biting cold of January....
Summary: In 1970, a black teen turns white racist principal. Note 1: Thanks to NO NAME, who requested this story. Note 2: All characters are at least 18 years old. Note 3: Thanks to Tex Beethoven, and Robert for editing All White School BLACKED Principal Jones sighed. It had only been three weeks since she had, oh so reluctantly, allowed three black gir...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story takes place sometime in the past. As the reader, I leave it up to you to decide the year or decade. For starters, you might enjoy reading Shari Holds a Torch--also please check out Shari Takes a Wife. This story features large age differences and student-teacher dynamic. If this sort of story is not your thing, skip this. For everyo...
Gabrielle Winthrop had not wanted to go to boarding school. Especially not to Burning Bush, which she had heard such terrible things about from her few friends. It was a strict Christian fundamentalist institution, all-girl’s, located far out in the middle of nearly deserted farmland in northern California . It made her angry that her body was the real reaso...
I was finishing up in the rose garden when I heard giggles and whoops coming from inside the house. The white silk curtains were billowing out the open French doors and streaming across the flagstone patio. I crossed the lawn with a bucketful of rose blooms ready for Flora to arrange in vases throughout the house. In early autumn, the best way of prolonging...
“You’ll be in room 300 tonight with six students. You’ll get their names by e-mail later this afternoon,” the Vice Principal, said. It was Kimber’s first year of teaching, and she knew that this day would come soon. She had to monitor detention for the first time. And it was the worst kind of detention -- Friday afternoon. Not even the janitors stuck aroun...
My name is Jennalyn. Before I begin to tell you my story, I should probably start off by describing myself, right? Physically, I've always been really pretty, with short strawberry-blonde hair. I'm 5'9", 120 pounds, and a 32 B bra size. I'm 18 and a Senior at Midvale High School. For as long as I can remember I've always been at the top of my class, and I gu...
It was Andrea's week on night duty, she was a teacher at an all girls boarding school and she was one of five who rotated weeks about. She put up with it because it enhanced her salary greatly, and really it as boring, there were few problems that occurred that could not be left until the next day. Her husband wasn't too enamoured by her absences, but his...
The girls had pegged the end of November to leave, again, their jobs at Bonnie's father's station; and the thirty days absolutely flew by, they thought. Jill became a frequent visitor to the girls' apartment in those thirty days; her job as a rehab therapist gave her a certain amount of flexibility with her hours and she would often call at the last minute t...