Sex Ed [Michael Jackson]

Sex Ed [Michael Jackson]

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Michael Joseph Jackson. A 24 year old male teacher who isn't interested in having a serious relationship. I guess you could call him a "player". Alex Rae Kingston. A beautiful 18, turning 19, year old girl who's fresh out of high school and wants to be a doctor someday decide she wants to go to a College out of her hometown. This just so happens to be the college Michael teaches at and she needs to take his Sexual Education class in addition to the rest of her classes to get her degree. Michael notices her unique beauty as soon as she enters the class and he want to seduce her so badly. Read on to find out if he does and maybe if it turns into something more and she turns him into a man who believes in love again. (Starts in Thriller Era. Michael is not famous. Story started in May 29th 2016.)
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(This story is very cheesy) For Mature Audience. 1987 Calabasas, California She inhaled sharply, crossing her leg over the other. With a raise of her brows, she smiled. "Do you like bein' a bodyguard?" He glanced at her through the corner of his eye. His arms folded over his chest. "Yeah-It pays good." The back of his head was against the head of the couch. His dimpled chin was up in the air. Upward his lidded eyes drifted. "Do you like bein' a director's wife?" He mumbled, bringing his hand up. He brushed a few loose coils of hair away from his face. The floor shot into her view. A sharp exhale flew out of her mouth. "I-Uh-Nice-It's nice," she stammered. Her head nodded along to her words. "Nice?" Her brows shot up, she strained a grin. "Nice." Suddenly her lips were forced into a slight frown. A crease formed between her brows. She shook her head slightly. "I'm sorry. I'm not no good with words," she sighed. "No, I'm sorry I asked that. That was a real' stupid question." "It wasn't stupid. Nobody's ever asked me that before," she said through a forced laugh. 'Nice,' she repeated to herself. ⓒ 2025 All Rights Reserved

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