Except from his encounter with Jeffrey and the robbery take took place left him with mixed emotions .The rest of the evening was a blur. After all the alcohol and excitement wore off the paranoia began settling in. Were they seen? And if so by who? He had no idea Jeffrey was into men, his character and the way he carried himself gave the impression he was heterosexual man who carried the tough guy persona. He obviously knew he was at a gay establishment and he looked quite at home and comfortable with his surroundings. What he couldn't wrap his mind around was how they ended up hooking up? Even though he knew it was wrong he didn't care and had to have him again. He quickly offered his services to tutor him. Anything to be next to Jeffrey was his only agenda. Soon he was offering private tutoring sessions at his place with a ride home included. He knew he could win him over by showering him with gifts such as sneakers, clothes, tickets to sporting events.
They were both Yankee fans and often talked about the games. Being a season ticket holder, he was constantly offering Jeffrey tickets with money for food and souvenirs included. Before he knew it Jeffrey was in too deep to turn back. He would always assure him that it was their little secret and it would go to the grave with them. They both had reputations and an image to maintain. However, he would get apprehensive immediately after his actions. So he always moved cautiously. He had already broken his number one rule, which was to never mix business with pleasure, but how could he stop himself when in the presence of this sexy young man, in fact a very young man, a minor in the eyes of the state of New York, but he couldn't resist. Those lips, those strong arms that hugged him and left him yearning for more even though it was wrong. He was infatuated with Jeffrey and wouldn't stop at all costs, to make him his. Same sex marriages were a common thing now but not with an under age boy.
The world didn't know Jeffrey and wouldn't understand the bond the two of them shared. So it was in their best interest to keep things on the hush. They made the mistake of meeting up in the school hallway, almost getting caught by one of his students. Thinking about this reminded him to check the temperature of the situation with Cynthia, to see if she heard or saw anything suspicious about their encounter. If word got out, he was ruined and could never get another teaching job in New York or anywhere, period. Being around him was worth the risk to him. Could he be setting himself up for disappointment?
Did Jeffrey feel the same about him, about them? He had to find out, the suspense was killing him and he fought the urge to text him. They were in too deep and he knew it. But he had no intention of stopping. The way he looked at it, he wasn't the first or last teacher to have a sexual relationship with one of their students. However a gay teacher and student definitely added more to the equation and he knew he would be looked at as a sick predator. Forget losing his teaching license he could lose his freedom for his actions, which left him unsettled and nervous about the whole ordeal. Maybe he should end it before it blows up in his face, but what about Jeffrey? What would he think about it? Would he blow the whistle himself? If Cynthia saw them, would she squeal or blackmail him. Having those crazy thoughts scared him to the point of him almost resigning and moving to another city or state and starting all over. He was drained from all the scenarios running through his mind, he decided a glass of wine and a hot shower would do wonders before going to bed.
Something felt strange this morning, there was a sense of fear in the air, he wasn't sure if it was for him, but there was no denying it. While slowing down at a yellow light, a car whizzed by him wityh the driver yelling "You drive like a bitch, you faggot!" Stunned by what he was hearing he shakes his head in disgust, while punching the steering wheel. Realizing that he has some time before his work day starts, he pulls into the parking lot of The Crystal Diner. As he gets out he notices he has an incoming text so he stops by the entrance and proceeds to read it. Suddenly he's face to face with a customer who's facial expression gave off the same energy that was in the air. "It's too early in the morning for you to be zoned out on your phone like a zombie, get the fuck out the way!" Before he can speak he's brushed to side by a lady yelling "your gonna make me late, move." He puts his phone away and greets the hostess at the door, "table for one please." After the second cup of coffee and over analyzing the text, he decides to respond. He starts his response off with, "I can't stop thinking about you, but you're too spontaneous for me. I have a lot to lose if my secret's out the bag. We must be more careful." As he finishes his text he raises his hand and asks for the check. It was a constant battle every time he reached school grounds, teaching was his passion but his affair with one of his students was totally unprofessional and unacceptable. At times he just wanted to put in for a transfer. Especially at this school with predominantly minority students and with a high violence rate, one has to go to extra lengths to protect his real identity and lifestyle from others.
He had let temptation get the best of him that night in the club. Even with him knowing it was wrong, but it felt so right. Him being himself, him wanting the advances thrown his way. He assumed it was a one night fling of passion, but Jeffrey wanted more and truthfully so did he, but at what expense. His livelihood and his career would go down the drain, not to mention the criminal charges he would be facing for his actions with a minor. Being frightened about what would happen was enough to steer him away from Jeffrey before the situation blew up in his face. He would often close his eyes and feel his arms and lips on him and he yearned for more. Their last encounter in the school hallway was too close for comfort and left him with mixed emotions. Unsettled and infatuated, which left him as confused as ever.
Third period was approaching and he had to control his emotions. Avery and Jeffrey were both in his class and he often fantasized about Avery while dreaming of another encounter with Jeffrey. He was warned plenty of times about mixing business with pleasure, but all logic went out the window from the first time seeing Avery. He fit all the criteria of man that he desired, the only problem was Avery being under age and how he might react towards his advances. He constantly asked himself should he or should he not, he also knew that any encounter could end up fatal. He had to make sure he didn't lead Jeffrey on any more than he already had. In school Jeffrey was known as a hot headed gang member, but to him he was a boy toy who he preyed on with his sick sexual ways.
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Bully This
أدب المراهقينA glimpse of how of victims of bullying live on a daily basis , with one thing in common survival.
