fixing things, forgetting things and finding out things

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‘yes, what’s the matter Evan?’

‘thank you for saying my name right, I’ll try to do the same with you’ I smiled and she blushed again

‘well thank you darling’

‘no problem miss G’ I smiled and she blushed again

‘are we giving each other nicknames?’

‘yeah, well, why not?’ I shrugged

‘well, okay, I’ll call you…’ she was holding her perfectly red manicured nail on her chin

‘I’ll call you Eva’

‘but miss G, why a girl’s name?’ I exclaimed and she laughed

‘because you have really beautiful eyes’

‘okay’ I dragged the word

‘but why a girl’s name?’

‘because boy aren’t supposed to have beautiful eyes’

‘oh, well, thank you miss G’ I folded my arms and huffed

‘I’m a girl now’ she chuckled

‘no, you’re not, I just mean that you have the most beautiful eyes I’ve ever seen and you can just drown in those’

she was leaning on my desk now and her tits almost popped out of her blue tank top, I almost had to gag at the sight, but I suppose guys have to stare and drool now, so that’s exactly what I did, I stared. I looked at her eyes for a second and saw that she was daydreaming I turned to Jacob for help but saw that he was staring at her tits, I looked around the room and saw the rest of the guys looking at her but or tits

“OH GROSS!!”

‘JAKE!’ I whisper yelled, he shook his head and looked at me

‘help me!’ he nodded

‘hey miss G’ she looked at him and he stretched his body. She was looking at his body like he was a god even though he was only seventeen, she looked like she was about to jump him, she was even fiddling with the hem of her tank top

‘WE’RE IN A CLASSROOM!’ a boy in the first row of the classroom shouted. And miss big tit immediately turned to the student that said that

‘DETENTION!’ she shouted, her head was red from embarrassment and anger that the student pointed that out.

She walked to the front of the room and started writing on a red paper, she walked towards the  guy and slammed the paper on his desk.

‘go to the principal’ she said deadly calm while pointing towards the door.

‘okay I will continue with the lesson, and I want to speak Evan and Jacob at the end of the lesson’ she looked at us

‘do you understand?’

we both nodded and then she continued with the lesson like she said she would, but this time without interruptions because no one wanted to go to the principal. Well, I’d rather be with the principal than here with big tit.

“why the hell does she have such big tits!? Are those real or did she have surgery to make them bigger?”

next to me was Jacob chuckling, I looked at him weird and he looked like he understood something. what? I mouthed to him, nothing he mouthed back. I nodded suspiciously, and he chuckled again, miss Gruwelda looked back from the smartboard and we immediately acted like we were listening to her intently. When she looked back I ripped out a paper from my notebook, she looked again

‘what are you doing?’

‘I just needed this paper to write something really important on it, you know when you remember a really important appointment.’ I explained

‘why don’t you just write it in your agenda?’

‘because I don’t have one yet. Was going to buy one in the weekend’

she nodded and turned around again and I sighed in relief, I was drawing something on the paper. When I was finished I folded it and gave it to Jacob, he unfolded it and held his hand in front of his mouth, his eyes were wide and he was shaking in his chair.

On the paper was a caricature of miss Gruwelda, her body was drawed as a stick, but her ass was huge, but not as huge as the tits.

The bell rang signaling the end of the class and there was so much noise that Jacob could laugh out loud. He laughed till the last people went out of the classroom and then quickly hid the paper in his front pocket.

Miss Gruwelda was sitting on her desk looking at her nails, she was probably waiting for us to come forward and talk with her.

I stood up and got my bag, Jacob did the same and we walked towards miss Gruwelda. When we were standing in front of her she looked up.

‘Jacob come here.’ She said

‘but miss I am already here’ he said confused

‘come closer’ she said seductively, he stepped forward a little but miss Gruwelda took his t-shirt in her hands and pulled him toughly against her.

‘I’m gonna teach you some new things’ she said and miss Gruwelda nibbled on his ear, he stiffened and didn’t do anything against it

“I have to do something, please phone ring or something” *bzz bzz* I stood there shocked,

“oh. My. God.” I quickly got my phone out of my pocket and answered before miss Gruwelda noticed

hey Evan, where are you and Jake? Marcus asked Jacob isn’t answering his phone

‘help’ I whispered

what? What’s wrong?

‘miss Gruwelda is about to rape Jacob’ I whispered

WHAT!? I’ll be right there

he hang up and about a minute later Marcus stormed inside the classroom, I was still holding my phone in my hand and miss Gruwelda was holding Jacob his belt but sprung away when she heard the door open.

‘DUDE!’ he grabbed Jacob by his arm and took his bag that had dropped when she nibbled on his ear.

‘come’ he said to me and I walked with him but he turned around

‘why? Are you such a pervert that you want to do it with a seventeen year old boy while you’re what, thirty, forty?’

he said indicating to a shocked Jacob in his hand and then he pointed at her, he looked so angry right now but still managed to put so much disgust in his voice.

‘how many times did you assault your students like that? it’s disgusting, you’re disgusting’ he turned around to walk away, but turned again

‘and you know what, I am going to report this’

‘no please don’t!’ miss Gruwelda said, a tear was going down her face

“that serves you right, cry it’s your own damn fault, you brought this to yourself!” Marcus looked at me for a second but then looked back

‘yes I am going to report this, it’s your own damn fault, you brought this to yourself’ he said, and I smiled, he was using my words, that’s so cool!

‘no please!’ she begged, she was on her knees, but Marcus wouldn’t have any of that, he just turned and stalked away while holding Jacob’s arm and me following.

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