This is chapter 4 in a 7 part series. It will not make sense without reading the previous chapters. Chapter 4 - Flashpoint December 2017 Life in the Johnson household was tense going forward. Communication between the two was less than normal, they avoided all discussion of her studies, which occupied most of her time. Instead of fixing their problem, it...
After several years of teaching science in secondary schools in England I decided to change my life and made several applications to bilingual schools around the globe. I didn't have any particular choice about where I would go and in fact I decided that if I was offered a job I would let that be my fate and go to live wherever that might take me. I receive...
Thanks to luvtaread for editing * The tours the next day went rather well and Ashley seemed to impress both schools. It turned out that once you piece together all of the classes from the various schools she had started and not finished it added up to more than enough to graduate. All that was left was for her to do her student teaching and take a few cert...
The first time Kip saw Fatema was in the gardens of the Women's College in Ras Al Khaimah, a small town an hour's drive north of Dubai in the Emirate of the same name. He was being shown around by his new colleague Del, a likable Australian who taught Business English and who'd been appointed his buddy teacher; that's someone who shows a new teacher the rope...
When we had first got together our sex lives had been fairly plain and vanilla. I hadn't been about to tell her right off the bat about all my kinky fantasies that I'd like to get her involved in. She would probably have run a mile. Claire was a willing partner but had been fairly unadventurous in bed sticking with the missionary and occasionally climbing on...
After spending what my parents referred to as "far too many years in school," I had finally received my teaching credentials. Early on, I had decided to become a high school teacher, like my father, though I knew that this would essentially ensure a life of abject poverty. Like many of us, I had gone through a rough patch in high school, and it had been my h...
I first met Becca when I was teaching in England. At the time she was seventeen and I was 23. She was a very pretty, and very friendly girl and had a lovely personality, but she was not the most intelligent girl in the group by a long way, but she worked hard. My first contact with her was through teaching her and then in time she would come to me to get pap...
Chapter 1 One Monday evening, in a quiet south-west London pub, a woman, having a gin and tonic 'night cap', watched a pleasant looking guy approach her table. He asked politely with an accent Riley Ranfurly (32), couldn't quite identify, "Is this chair taken?" It was, because no one was sitting on it or the other five vacant chairs around the table. Rile...
All the characters in this story are above 18. Also, this is the first story in the series. Thank you and I hope you will enjoy it. So see you soon and keep reading my stories. ---------------------------------- It was one fine day; cloudy but still sunny, at least till I reached my high school when suddenly winds started blowing, clouds started gathering...
An ESL experience at a for-profit college in Thailand. BACKGROUND: Originally, I'd been in business, as an insurance underwriter, but left that occupation when my company was decimated by the "Great Recession" of 2008. The following year my wife and I divorced after a short, unhappy, childless marriage. I decided to change careers. Reinvent myself. Do som...