His Student (Her Student Sequel) {Weekly Updates}

Chapter 11

Chapter 11

Brook Williams POV

"You were supposed to keep watch!" Mr Richard charged into my classroom.

"Good morning to you too," I replied unenthusiastically as I punched words into my laptop.  I was preparing for my lesson, not that Mr Richard's cared. It's not like we were teachers in a school or anything. 

He slammed my laptop shut. "Don't 'good morning' me, you know what you did! This is all your fault!" 

"What did do this time?" Everything seemed to be my fault with this man. He was so whiney, no wonder he had to ask for help to get some 

He shoved his index finger in my face. "I gave you very clear instructions-"

"Bring Sarah to you." 

"Yes."

"Which I did."

"No. Bring Sarah to my office-"

"Which I did."

"Dammit, let me finish! Bring her to my office and stand watch outside to make sure no one comes in."

I narrowed my eyes at him.  "Excuse me?  You didn't say anything about standing watch."

"It's protocol! And since you forgot to follow protocol, someone saw Sarah in my office." 

"And?"

He lowered his voice. "The principle."

"The principal saw what?" 

"Sarah and I...in action"

I blinked. "Wait, Miss Harrison caught you dicking down Sarah?"

"Well, she was on top so more like I was being dicked down or vaginaed down." Mr Richard corrected. 

I belched out a hearty laugh. Mr Richard scowled at me. "Is something funny?" 

I shook my head. "Of all the people to get caught by..." I hunched over and cackle. I couldn't help it. How dumb are you to have sex during school hours? Obviously, you would get caught, and by the principal? It was too good to be true. Mr Richards had messed things up all by himself. That was karma for blackmailing me. 

"Are you finished?" Mr Richards grunted.

"Yeah, yeah I think I got it all out," I admitted as my giggles died off. "Wow, you're really screwed."

"Yeah, I know." Mr Richard scratched the back of his head. "So how are we going to fixed this?"

"'We?' Honey, this is a you problem." I waved a dismissive hand.

Mr Richard grabbed my hand and pulled me into him. "No, it's an us problem. Unless you want certain pictures of you with a certain someone being leaked."

Offended, I gasped. "We had a deal. You wanted Sarah, I gave her to you."

"Well there's a new deal now, help me or I show everyone your pictures." 

"What do you expect me to do? If she saw you, she saw. It's not like I can erase her memory." Do I look like Will Smith? 

"That's for you to figure out." He dropped my hand. 

I straightened my blouse. "Fine. But after this, we're even."

"We'll see."  

I glared at him once again before opening my laptop and proceeding with my work. 

"Oh, and one more thing," Mr Richards added. "You might want to see this picture of Harry and Lucas..."

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