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I hate teaching.

I hate teaching.

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I really do. Honestly, I deal with stupid brats who think they're something special day in and day out. Who do they think they are? Only thing that gets me through it is him. Matsuba Takanashi. He was my friend at the orphanage, we graduated highschool together. I forced him to get a teaching job, but I don't think he minds. Matsuba's pretty smart and he's a huge flirt with everyone. I even had a crush on him when we were little! Now I watch as all these little highschool girls throw themselves at him. It's disgusting. Do they have no shame? Well, I don't care. In the end I'm just doing my job and bringing home money to no one. What a miserable life. -------------- Matsuba Takanashi is 29 years old and has the potential to be a college professor. Haisha Minashigo is a 28 years old and has the potential to be mopping the floors at your local Micky D's. Despite the world of difference in their intelligence they're still close friends. Very close. It's day one of high school, kids! Pack your bags because this is gonna be one hell of a terribly emotional romantic I don't fucking know field trip.
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"So Professor Jones, does this mean that we are an actual thing now?" "Princess, calling me that will get you in trouble," he grunts. I smiled in response, because he liked it. He liked that I was calling him professor. I think this was what was so exciting about him and I. He was my professor and the idea of fucking each other is a turn on. There was also the fact I had Grayson as well, even though he was the more reserved one, but what's the harm in still having both of them. I moved my hands under his shirt and I felt soft patch of hair, but hard muscle. "Maybe I want to get in trouble," I teased. "I thought you were going to be a good girl?" Grayson interjects. "I never said I would be good all the time," I say, innocently.

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