Kevin

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Dear memoir,
This is kind of embarrassing but....I think I'm feeling my teacher. Yesterday Mrs.Clark told me to stay after class to talk about my English paper. After everybody left the class,she went and locked the door. I swear if you could have seen the look on my face,you would have probably died of laughter.In my head I was thinking in that moment was probably like the ones in the movies,when the teacher and the student have some type of affair but I wasn't going to complain because my teacher was really beautiful ....like seriously! As she turned towards me,a quick thought popped up in my head,should I make the first move? Or did she just lock the door for privacy purposes ? My body reacted faster then my thoughts and I walked up to her,took the clip out of hair and watched as her soft,dark brown hair flowed down to her shoulders.Memoir I promise you that I've never sighted such a wonderful image like Mrs.Clark. As I looked her straight in her hazel eyes,she tried to speak but I stopped her with a powerful kiss.I felt her gasp. But guess what happened next.... When our lips finally broke apart she said in a quiet voice," You're one of the most good looking men that I've ever laid my eyes on,who kisses like a god,but you're my student and this shall never happen again. Also this incident will never leave this room!Got that?" I nodded."But maybe in the future incidents like this could happen more often." She laughed and ran her fingers through my curly hair as I held her hips."Now about your paper,I thought that you could have done a little better than copy and paste Kevin; I'll give you til next week to turn it in with your own words please." I nodded in such a daze. Come to find out,she actually did lock the door for privacy purposes because of other students interrupting.I grabbed my paper and started for the door when I decided to go back for one final peck. She bit her lip and let me tell you I wanted to go back for more but I knew I couldn't! I unlocked the door and opened it before I said," Thank you Mrs.Clark for the help with my Paper,I really appreciated it" I winked. Memoir,that was probably one of the best,strangest days I've ever experienced. Now, time to go do this paper...

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