Fun times at Ridgemont College
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				Title: <strong>Fun times at Ridgemont College</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MovieFreek</strong> on <strong>17-07-2009, 08:00:16</strong>
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				College finally started, and being a freshman didn't really help. Amelia picked up her bags, heading towards the dorms. There were a few teachers along the way. Most of them told her that her skirt was too short. Every time she was told that, Amelia slowly slid her skirt up making it that much shorter. Her room was a little small, but good enough for her taste. Once night started to fall she went wandering the halls. It was easy to get around nosy teachers. Amelia found an empty science lab to hang out in.<br><br>Sitting down on the teacher's desk was nice and cold. She was burning up from the hot sun. "God this feels good." Amelia laid down on the desk moving her clothes slowly up to feel the cold desk against her hot skin.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fun times at Ridgemont College</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doktor Sleepless</strong> on <strong>20-07-2009, 18:38:18</strong>
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				Doctor John K. Reindhart; physician of many specialties and chemistry expert, had had some bad experiences in his psychiatric practice, and needed some time off. So, on a friend's recommendation, he'd taken up some classes in a college in the US, his mother's country.<br><br>He had a German accent, but his pronunciation and vocabulary was American through and through; Texan even. He could even hide his accent without effort; but chose not to. Walking into the science lab where he was to teach his first class, he blinked behind his sunglasses as he saw a gorgeous young lady (well, he was only 28, but still, she was younger) with her skirt up to her mid-thighs, sitting on his desk.<br><br>"Do I have the wrong lab, fraulien?" he asked, smirking.<br><br>(http://i27.tinypic.com/2ijhssk.jpg)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fun times at Ridgemont College</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MovieFreek</strong> on <strong>20-07-2009, 18:58:00</strong>
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				"I think so my dear." Amelia faked a British accent when hearing John's German accent. She sat up on the desk pulling down her shirt. "Classes don't start till morning." The accent was gone, but her voice attacked the new teacher. "If your going to be one of my teachers, you better know what your doing Dr. Reindhart." It was in Amelia's character to know about the people she was going to be forced to know. "Sense being a physician is going to be my major you better know what's up from down."<br><br>Amelia jumped from the desk pulling down her skirt. "I'll find another room. It seems this one's taken for masturbating." She walked to the teacher stopping in front of him. "I hope you don't mind my assertiveness, but your very cute." Amelia straightened his tie tightening it just a touch, but her hands didn't let go. "Anything you want to say before I go?" Inch by inch her body got closer pressing against his. "I want to hear that beautiful accent."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fun times at Ridgemont College</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doktor Sleepless</strong> on <strong>20-07-2009, 19:17:15</strong>
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				John looked at her, and smiled. He was impressed about her knowledge of him. "So you've been reading about me?" he asked, and she couldn't tell if he was looking at her legs, since he was wearing sunglasses. When she approached him, he smiled even broader at her remarks.<br><br>"I'm sure you can find better, much more private places to masturbate, Miss...?" he asked her name, but then she pressed against him. "I'm glad you like my accent... but do you really think it's appropiate for a student and a professor to do this?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fun times at Ridgemont College</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MovieFreek</strong> on <strong>20-07-2009, 19:25:59</strong>
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				http://th07.deviantart.net/fs13/300W/f/2007/093/4/9/Calm_Before_The_Storm_by_AmeliaDolore.jpg (http://th07.deviantart.net/fs13/300W/f/2007/093/4/9/Calm_Before_The_Storm_by_AmeliaDolore.jpg)<br><br>"Actually I don't want to masturbate, just cool down." Amelia wasn't about to tell John her name. "It's fine by me if you don't want to do anything." She dropped her hands moving back down the stairs and back on the desk. "Shouldn't you know your student's names? Come on, take a guess. The closer you get..." Amelia stopped for a second to think of what she could do. "I take off a piece of my clothes. Let me start." She took off her belt throwing it on the ground. "First letter is A. What's the second?" Amelia had a hold on the bottom of her shirt. "No touching, just showing. No harm in that."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fun times at Ridgemont College</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doktor Sleepless</strong> on <strong>20-07-2009, 19:29:59</strong>
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				He smiled at her "I looked over my student list, but it's over a hundred people. I haven't looked at the pictures, and tomorrow's the first day of class."<br><br>Now, he wasn't any kind of prude or anything, but he didn't wanto get caught and fired. "Now, Miss... I'm sure you have a beautiful name... and you certainly are beautiful... but I don't think this is right. Do you want to get suspended before classes start, or get me fired before I even start teaching?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fun times at Ridgemont College</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MovieFreek</strong> on <strong>20-07-2009, 19:45:03</strong>
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				"Darn." Amelia fake pouted jumping off the desk for the last time. "You found my secret. Getting you fired was my dark plan." She picked up her belt strapping it back on. "Well anyways I guess I'll be leaving campus to get what I want." Amelia went up the stairs smiling at John. "just so you know,teachers deserve to have fun." Amelia smirked walking around him and out the door.<br><br>Once off campus, Amelia went straight to a club just a couple miles away from the school. Anybody who's anybody was at that party. There was no one that she wanted to talk to, so she stayed at the bar having a couple drinks. Amelia really wasn't that assertive when she wasn't having any fun, besides John was the only person that was fun to be assertive with.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fun times at Ridgemont College</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doktor Sleepless</strong> on <strong>20-07-2009, 19:54:20</strong>
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				He smiled at her "I know that's not your intention... and I really appreciate your interest in me, Miss. Oh, I bet the next letter in your name is an "M". You just don't look like an Alice, Allison, or Adelle... So, it's probably Amelia, out of all the choices I remember from the listing." And he had photographic memory, so he remembered all names.<br><br>Watching her go, he definitely stared at her ass "You are a beautiful girl, by the way, so don't think I wouldn't jump you if I wasn't your teacher. See you tomorrow."<br><br>John prepared everything for the morning's class, thinking about Amelia, smiling from time to time. He had even gotten a peek of her lace thong while she was up on the desk, and that was driving him wild, making him horny. He hadn't gotten any sex since leaving Europe...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fun times at Ridgemont College</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MovieFreek</strong> on <strong>20-07-2009, 20:09:49</strong>
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				It wasn't long before Amelia was back on campus and in her dorm room sprawled across her bed. The large t-shirt she wore for pajamas stayed just below her breasts, showing off her black laced thong that now was on the floor as Amelia stripped to take a shower. The hot water dripped down her body showing off every curve that Amelia grew into.<br><br>Once out of the shower and dressed in even more showy clothes, Amelia went straight towards her first class. All that stuff John was talking about yesterday was kind of getting to her. Now she wanted to go back to her room to change into something more settle. "Hello Dr. Reindhart." Amelia walked into the room wearing a low cut black shirt with a studded skull on the front along with an even shorter skirt. "I can't wait to start." Amelia sat in the back to keep away from John. She needed some space.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fun times at Ridgemont College</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doktor Sleepless</strong> on <strong>20-07-2009, 20:27:03</strong>
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				In the morning, John woke up and showered, getting dressed. This time it was jeans and an informal shirt; all in black, sunglasses as usual. When the students started to pour into the class, he greeted them with a nod, then waited for the class to start to introduce himself properly.<br><br>When she walked in, he took in her figure and clothes "Good morning Amelia. I trust you slept well... and that you found what you were looking for last evening." He gave her a smile, then watched her go to the back of the classroom.<br><br>"Good morning class." he said, when everyone was settled in. "I'm your new Chemistry professor... and it seems I have some of you on my Introduction to Psychology class in the afternoon. My name is John K. Reindhart, Doctor John K. Reindhart... most people call me Dok, or Doktor. It's a simple nickname, but it's descriptive."<br><br>"Now, I was born in Germany, as you can obviously tell," he said, smiling "but my mother is Texan, and I spent my summers there..." he switched to a perfect Texan drawl "... so I'm as American as you are... I'm just American <em>and</em> Kraut. "<br><br>"A little bit about me... I love music, and play the guitar, but I kind of suck. I'm a hard rock, blues, and early metal kind of guy, but any good music made with feeling is good for me. I might not look much older than you, but I'm 28... and I hold several doctorates. General MD, chemistry, psychiatry, psychology, and my favorite, psychopharmacologist. For those of you who haven't had your latte today, that's the study of how drugs work on the human mind. So if you plan on showing up high, know that I'll be able to tell right away, no matter how much NyQuill you drop."<br><br>"Any questions before we start with the class propper?" he asked.
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				Post by: <strong>MovieFreek</strong> on <strong>20-07-2009, 20:37:48</strong>
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				Amelia yawned kind of caring, but really didn't. A few people laughed at John's jokes, but she didn't find them interesting. All of the sudden she didn't care about what she was wearing anymore. Amelia sat back in her chair lifting her legs onto the desk crossing them. Of course she moved her legs and skirt so that no panties was shown to any of the lookers. Some of the students next to her glanced over finding her long legs fascinating.<br><br>Amelia smirked at John knowing where he was looking for questions. She shook her head putting it down pretending that she was asleep, just in case he asked her a question. Before Amelia got to this school she read the entire book that was for this class. Any question she would probably know it already.
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				Post by: <strong>Doktor Sleepless</strong> on <strong>20-07-2009, 20:43:20</strong>
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				He answered any questions that came up, then saw Amelia putting her legs up on the desk "Amelia, legs off the desk, please." then started teaching the class. He was good, even though he was obviously new at teaching, he managed to make it entertaining enough that it wasn't dry, but not fun enough that it wasn't educative.<br><br>"Well then," he said as the class neared its end. "We've got our next class on Wednesday... please read the first chapter and work on the excercises for it. I'll see some of you in Psych later. Take care."
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				Post by: <strong>MovieFreek</strong> on <strong>20-07-2009, 20:51:36</strong>
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				Amelia did as she was told, but then put her head down on the desk still finding the class unworthy of listening. It wasn't long before she really passed out on the cold desk. Her arms laid next to her as her body slumped making her low cut shirt even lower. Her body stretched out as her chair slowly moved back the longer she stayed like that. A couple students stayed to have a glance before leaving, not being able to get a good enough look at her blue lace thong. 
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				Post by: <strong>Doktor Sleepless</strong> on <strong>20-07-2009, 20:54:12</strong>
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				When the students left and she stayed like that, Dok walked up to her, worried. He rested an arm on her shoulder "Amelia, are you alright? Or just tired?" Worried as he was, he couldn't help but look down at her body. "Wake up."
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				Post by: <strong>MovieFreek</strong> on <strong>20-07-2009, 21:01:47</strong>
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				Amelia groaned smacking away John's hand. She mumbled something that was a blur for anyone. Her head turned to the other side and her arms wrapped tighter around her head making her hair cover her face. "Your....such...a meany." Her head flipped sides to show Amelia's blushing face. Lightly her body fidgeted, legs rubbing together and body lightly trembled.<br><br>Amelia blinked waking up slowly. The fidgeting stopped and the blush disappeared. She yawned with tears forming in her eyes. "Class over already?" She sat up rubbing the tears away from her eyes. 
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				Post by: <strong>Doktor Sleepless</strong> on <strong>20-07-2009, 21:10:38</strong>
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				He recognized the telltale signs of a bad dream, a bad dream fueled by unpleasant memories, so he backed off a bit, and decided not to say anything. Sitting next to her on a chair, he smiled slightly, and removed his sunglasses, revealing his silver-grey eyes "Class is over. Am I that boring?" he asked, but he knew she had probably read the whole course book; since he'd seen her transcript, and saw that, her looks non-withstanding, she was an A-student and apparently some sort of genius.<br><br>Like him, who had several doctorates before thirty, Amelia was a prodigy... and that only made her a hundred times more attractive.
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				Post by: <strong>MovieFreek</strong> on <strong>20-07-2009, 21:20:32</strong>
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				"No your jokes are." Amelia stretched her arms into the air letting out a long yawn. She sat back in the chair to smile at John. "I'm more into out of the book stuff. Things that a teacher learned past the class." Amelia looked down blushing deeply. "I know it sounds weird, but I thought if I got you in bed that you would be more willing to open up." She let out a nervous laugh glancing up at John before staring at the ground.<br><br>"I guess I've creeped you out by now...I should go now." Amelia stood up not having to take anything with her, sense she never had anything with her in the first place.
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				Post by: <strong>Doktor Sleepless</strong> on <strong>20-07-2009, 21:34:22</strong>
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				"Sit down." he asked. "Stay, I have some time before my next class, and you look like you need to talk to someone. And I tried to put in some stuff that's not from the book; but a) you were asleep, and b) I do have to follow the course. I can open up without us going to bed... as much as that would be fun... I looked at your transcript, and I have to say, I'm very, very impressed. And I'm not impressed easily, I was a doctor by the time I was 22."
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				Post by: <strong>MovieFreek</strong> on <strong>21-07-2009, 21:18:55</strong>
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				"Actually I have a class I have to go to." Amelia reached into her pocket pulling out a piece of paper with a street address on it. "This is where I live. How about we talk this weekend." She looked at her watch noticing the time. "I hope we can talk more tomorrow." Amelia glowed now pushing her dream to the side and filling herself with the idea of John coming over to her house. "Not everyone stays at this school the hole time you know." She winked at him practically running out of the room.<br><br>Her next class was choir that she adored to do. Even being the genius that she was music hit a point in her life that she didn't want to let go. Amelia went straight to her dorm room to pack up for the weekend. Her parents wouldn't be home, so it made being alone with John that much better. Having someone intellectual to talk to might actually be fun.
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				Post by: <strong>Doktor Sleepless</strong> on <strong>21-07-2009, 21:34:09</strong>
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				OOC: I thought it was Monday; want to say a whole week went by already?<br><br>John nodded "Of course, get to class. Wouldn't want to miss your next nap, right?" He said with a smile, though, so as to show her he meant it in good nature. "Your house..." he considered. "Well, I don't see why not. Just please keep it friendly, and we'll both stay out of trouble. Should I bring dinner?"<br><br>He really didn't know why he was agreeing to this... but she definitely was attractive, in all aspects, and he wanted to get to know her better.
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				Post by: <strong>MovieFreek</strong> on <strong>21-07-2009, 22:03:55</strong>
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				(Yes. ^_^ I want something to happen. Plus I like having sex in the classroom. ^_^)<br><br>"It'll be ready by the time you get there."<br><br>After classes were over Amelia went straight to her dorm room taking a few things with her to take home. "Leaving already?" A couple guys came over leaning against the wall seeing her going towards the parking lot where her chevy cobalt was.<br>"No reason to stay here with you losers." Amelia got into her car locking the doors as they went to open it. "Nice try." She blew a kiss squealing away from the college towards her house.
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				Post by: <strong>Doktor Sleepless</strong> on <strong>21-07-2009, 22:48:19</strong>
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				He hadn't gotten a car yet; so when classes finished on Friday he took the bus dowtown and got a couple of pizzas, then took a cab to her house. Some time later he was standing outside her house, ringing her bell, decked out in his jeans, leather jacket and boots... and his sunglasses.
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