Anthony finds himself in detention with the teacher of his dreams. All characters are over 18. Thanks to LarryInSeattle for editing. Enjoy. =================== Ms. Buell bent over the pile of papers that adorned her desk, her head resting in the palm of her left hand. Her right holds a red marking pencil that she taps, unknowingly, against her teeth. Ve...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. Any resemblance to real people shouldn't be surprising since most of my stories are based on people I know. While I hope you enjoy this story and are compelled to provide feedback, I don't expect the subject matter will appeal to everyone who reads it. As such, I discourage venom...
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*** Note: This is the second installment of a story that began with a Winter Holidays 2012 contest submission. I hadn't really intended to expand it, but the story was pretty highly rated, and comments I got both publicly and privately encouraged me to write more. There won't be 12 installments, as some asked for, but if the ratings stay high I'll keep going...
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