part iii

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Teacher Gilinsky Part iii

I sat in the front seat of my car, resting my head against the steering wheel in pure disbelief. Did that really just happen? I smiled, my breathing still labored, my bare center still wet against the soft fuzz of my car  seat. After a good 3 minutes of just sitting there in amazement, I put the key in the ignition and drove out of the car lot. No way in HELL I could finish the day out.

I pulled into my drive way, my mom’s car no where to be seen, she’s probably at the store or something. I went into the mud room through the garage, quickly taking my shoes off and ran upstairs to my room. I plopped onto my bead face first, a delighted squeak escaping my lips in remembrance of today’s events. My phone beeped from my nightstand as I quickly shot up and retrieved it.

Ezra: um where the fuck are you

Ezra: you literally disappeared after talking to Mr. Gilisnky

Ezra: what the fuck was THAT even about?

Ezra: k bitch don’t reply

Me: EZRA OH MY GOD

Me: FRJERJSGHF SORRY I LEFT I’M HOME. I’M NOT FEELING GOOD, HE GAVE ME A HEADACHE. 

I hope he’ll believe my lie. I got another ping, I thought it was just Ezra, but hell, I was so wrong.

(876)-555-5690: Thanks for leaving your notebook with me, just glancing at it makes me hard all over again. x

Me: Mr. Gilinsky? How’d you get my number?

Mr. Gilinsky..?: Student files… and Call me Jack, baby.

Me: Alright… Jack.

Jack Gilinsky: I’m coming to your house at lunch, expect me. 

My stomach dropped as I read his text, his plump pink lips and sharp jaw came to mine, his large hands and how the kneaded my ass, I gulped. I looked around my room, I guess I could straighten up a little. I threw all my clothes into the hamper in my closet, took out my trash and made my bed, made it look a little more presentable. I lit some candles and straightened up my desk, and vacuumed. I took a deep breath and looked at my clock, 10:12 am. I have an hour and 48 minutes to look… better. I started the shower at its hottest, the small bathroom filling up with steam and The Bling Ring soundtrack blasting on shuffle. I quickly washed and shaved, and blow dried my hair.

After curling my hair and re-doing my make up, I changed into a crisp linen baby blue button up shirt, buttoned up to the collar, my long hair in loose wavy curls down to just above my waist. I decided on wearing my black skater skirt and tucking my shirt in. I brushed my teeth and slipped on my pointed toe heels. I spritzed some Juicy on and fluffed my hair.

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