Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)
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				Title: <strong>Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>18-08-2009, 05:42:47</strong>
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				Professor John Savernes's History 105 was not the glamor point in any academic career. Nobody, least of all Professor Savernes himself, made any secret about the fact that the only people that took it were looking to knock out a general ed requirement with an easy A. Usually at least 400 students at a time, of course- this time the auditorium was absolutely packed with the full 500.<br><br>The Professor himself, a 27 year old wonder boy in the field, had been made the youngest doctorate level faculty in Grand State University when handed the job. Of course, he got it because none of the other history professors wanted to teach it- but a title of distinction is good to have. The professor himself looked like the clothes were a uniform that came with the job. Wearing an old style well-kept wool and tweed jacket with slacks and fancy shoes. However, quite the opposite of the forgetful professor image he was handsome, smiled often to show great teeth, long-chesnut haired, and extensive tattoo work peaked out from under his clothes. Classical latin phrases if people had to guess but not enough could be seen to know for sure.<br><br>Of course, it's not like he couldn't have a little fun with it. The biggest flaw with teaching history was that the old dinosaurs expected you to teach the textbook version, the one that was sugared down to make American Christians look like heroes everywhere- that all of humanities problems were either solved by Americans, solved by Christians, or could be solved in the near future by one or the other. The real history was what he taught. The one with drama, life, the history that had real people in it with real problems and real challenges.<br><br>"<strong>But once again, the Victorian Ages have screwed us over with their reworking of the Middle Ages in their ideal image. Yet another example of this is the role of women in medieval times.</strong>" he rails passionately as slides of medieval artwork flash across the front. <br><br>"<strong>Yes, it is true that ladies got the short end of the stick- but like the peasant it wasn't as bad as advertised either. My favorite example is the famous "marriage by abduction". What those Victorian-age Christians didn't mention in order to make the knights look better was that it actually went both ways. Story has it that Majorie of Carrick was looking out over her castle walls when she spied a young noble named Robert de Brus, 6th Lord of Annandale hunting with his favorite falcons. Experiencing what can only be called Lust at First Sight, she immediately went to her horse, grabbed him off the fields and carried him off into her castle.<br><br>What happens next history doesn't say, but 2 weeks later they were considered husband and wife. She must of done something right, eh?</strong>" he jokes with a hint of charm, "<strong>Their son would be remembered as Robert The Bruce, King of Scotland.</strong>"<br><br>Catching a glimpse of his watch, he realizes that he's gotten too much into it- again. With literially seconds to spare, he begins to dismiss the class rather then finish the day's lesson plan.<br><br>"<strong>Right, looks like I'm out of time- Read the next chapter, final is in a month!</strong>"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rochester</strong> on <strong>20-08-2009, 19:09:19</strong>
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				Liv happened to be one of that 500. She got to class early every day just to sit in the second row (the first was too conspicuous - it practically screamed teacher's pet or nerd or some such), and listened almost rapturously. Liv liked history, and she always had, but this class showed her something about history that she liked even more: Professor John Savernes. It was his young age and ink that initially caught her attention... but then she saw his eyes and his smile and was washed away on a wave of pheromones. She admitted to herself that she had a small crush on him, that she was attracted to him, and even allowed herself a small fantasy now and again. But it was more than that, she was infatuated. She wanted him with a fervor, and told herself constantly that she did not, and could never have him anyways. <br><br>She brushed away a lock of auburn hair from her face and placed it delicately behind a pale ear as she gathered her books together, summarily shoving them into a leopard print messenger bag. She glanced around the lecture hall for her friend Mandy, who took the class with her. She hadn't seen her there all week. Liv was concerned that Mandy would fail the class in favor of sleeping in or doing her new boyfriend. She sighed and stood, hefting the bag over one shoulder. Liv was a petite girl, only 5'3, but even for her size she was very pretty. She wore a pair of ridiculously high heel to make up for her height, a white tunic-looking shirt that left on shoulder bare, and a pair of light blue skinny jeans. As she made her way slowly through the isle, her phone rang. She saw it was Mandy and answered, "Where are you?"<br>"I'm siiiick" Mandy whined, her voice tinny and metallic through the phone. <br>"You are not. Liar." Liv shook her head. <br>"Nuh-uh, I really am sick!" Mandy coughed to emphasize her point. <br>"You're going to fail the class..." Liv warned. <br>"I know, I saw on blackboard that I already have a D. Will you talk to the professor for me, please? He'll listen to you, you have an A."<br>Liv shook her head, even though her friend couldn't see it through the phone. "No way, talk to him yourself." She was stuck behind some freshman who were taking their time getting down the stairs. <br>"Pleeeeeease? I bet you he'll think you're really nice for doing me a favor. Maybe he'll ask you to blow him for me!" Mandy giggled. It was no secret that Liv had a thing for their professor. <br>"Shut up!" Liv said defensively. But even as she blushed furiously, the idea appealed to her. She looked over at him. Maybe.... she sighed. "Alright, fine. I'll talk to him for you. But only if you promise to let me tutor you. You have to bring up your grade or I won't say a thing."<br>"Oh, thank you thank you thank you! I'll study I promise. Gotta run, bye!" Mandy hung up without so much as a good bye from Liv. <br>Liv closed her phone and pocketed it, slowly approaching the professor. She stood on the other side of his desk and waited for him to notice her. Her pulse leapt into her throat, her heart pounded so hard it felt like her chest would explode. It suddenly felt hot in the room. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>21-08-2009, 04:55:36</strong>
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				He responded slower to Liv then he liked but that couldn't be helped. It wasn't often a lecture pissed off both the hardcore religious students and the hardcore feminist students, but he had done it again.<br><br>"<strong>Alright, for you- I'm saying that the biggest flaw with teaching history they way you learned it is that your version is a story. A Fairy Tale. There's no real people involved, it's sugared down until it was useless. At least Frank Miller will <em>admit</em> that he wildly departed from what really happened at the Battle of Thermopylae.</strong>" he counters a student dressed in church clothes.<br><br>"<strong>And as for you, I said women had it better then advertised- that's all. Of course life for a woman was shit back then, it was shit for everyone. If you'll pardon my language. I'm just saying that if you compare what we've been sold as to what happened to what actually happened, then what actually happened is a bit better.</strong>"<br><br>Arg, he'll de-scramble what the educational system sold these kids on if it's the last thing he does. Oh, thank god- someone who looked like they had an actual question.<br><br>"<strong>Now I'd like to discuss this later but we'll probably be at this all day and I have other classes to prepare for.</strong>" he adds, somewhat telling the truth. It was a graduate level discussion group that he only got in the habit of going to for the free food. But, it was step one in a clever conversation rescue if he did say so myself.<br><br>"<strong>Miss, I see you have a question- if you don't mind following me to my office I'd be glad to answer.</strong>"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rochester</strong> on <strong>21-08-2009, 06:31:13</strong>
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				Liv nodded wordlessly, suddenly finding herself to be very shy. Liv had never been a shy girl her whole life. She came from a family of loud, boisterous people, and learned from an early age that the only way to be heard was to be louder than everyone else. But as she moved to follow him, she suddenly realized that she just could not think of a single thing worth saying. Every thought and phrase seemed unimpressive and stupid. What could she possibly say that would make her seem different than all 499 of his other students? She did, however, manage the dumbest smile ever, falling almost crookedly across her lovely face with the numbness that seemed to be spreading upwards from her knees. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>21-08-2009, 07:14:40</strong>
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				Of course now that he is leading to his office he finally gets to get a good look at his rescuer.<br><br>His first thought is praise to whatever gods thought up the idea of college girls, as this one was a fine example. A bit younger then he should go for, certainly- but definitely legal or she wouldn't be in his class.<br><br>The second and third thoughts hit in rapid succession, one being he recognized that kind of blushing before- and she was doing it bright enough to cook eggs. He decides to hold onto those two cards for now- play them close to the vest.<br><br>His office carried the raw scent of a history professor for things really old but well cared for. The only real difference seems to be his office had less papers and more decorations of his favorite time period, the Renaissance from the look of it. Copies of Di Vinci sketches and other things painted and built seem to cover large parts of the walls. The goal seemed to have been the appearence of an alchemist's shop with the chemicals removed and it oddly works.<br><br>"<strong>So, how can I help you?</strong>" he begins, sincere and with a smile.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rochester</strong> on <strong>21-08-2009, 07:59:13</strong>
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				Liv paused as her mind raced with what to say. "Uh, hi. I came to talk to you about... my grade." She hadn't meant to say it, but now it was too late to take it back. She didn't want to look stupid by correcting herself, and stammering out that she had meant to say her friend's grade. Besides, he probably couldn't place her or Mandy out of the 500 students in just this one class, not to mention his other classes. "I seem to have a D, and I'm not sure what to do..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>21-08-2009, 08:16:41</strong>
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				If he wasn't used to playing poker with a buddy in the Physics department there would have been no chance of him holding his poker face right then. His face seems unchanged while inwardly he practically busts out laughing. Really? Was that what she was here for? Given what he knows, including the still bright blushing, he considers that maybe it's an innocent thing after all and plays along.<br><br>"<strong>Ouch, and just a month before the final. Pulling your grade up is definitely possible with the homework still left along with the optional paper and the final itself- but not easy.</strong>"<br><br>God, he doesn't know if he can hold a straight face much longer. Of course, it was true. Homework was only worth a point each and just to encourage them to read the book, the paper just bought some breathing room at most, and the final itself- well, if one goes into it was a D, it's unlikely one knows enough about history to being it higher.
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				Post by: <strong>Rochester</strong> on <strong>21-08-2009, 20:00:57</strong>
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				Liv nodded, her blush only intensified, embarrassed now that he thought of her as a girl getting a D in his class and only coming for help at the last minute. She tried to avoid eye contact, but then thought better of it, thinking he might interpret that as rude. "Yes... Um, I was wondering if perhaps there was some sort of extra credit project I might be able to do in addition to the homeworks and paper?" She fidgeted, the toe of her high heel grinding slowly into the carpet. She couldn't remember being this embarrassed and nervous her whole life. 
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				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>21-08-2009, 22:55:28</strong>
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				Ah, the blush said volumes more then anything. The posture, the body language, there weren't many other ways to interpret all the pieces. This was a girl willing to use her body to get what she needed, but was so unsure of herself that whatever reason she couldn't say it. Maybe she's never done it before, and maybe she'd never consider it with anyone else. And normally he'd let them down gently, but there was something he needed to know.<br><br>Well, that and she was gorgeous of course- a gem among even college co-eds. God, one more little excuse and he'd go for it. But there was one little thing left that bugged him, and so he decides he needs to do a bit of digging.<br><br>Getting closer to her, almost close enough to put her face in his hands, he asks one question.<br><br>"<strong>What's your name?</strong>"
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				Post by: <strong>Rochester</strong> on <strong>22-08-2009, 00:11:22</strong>
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				Liv paused for a moment. "Um. M-Mandy. Mandy Brooks." She lied, so unsure of herself that she thought for a moment that he would declare her a liar and send her out of his office with instructions never to come back. She focused bright, aquamarine eyes on the corner of his desk again, but then looked back up, trying to feign an earnest expression. She rubbed her lips together to feel the chapstick there, a nervous habit more than anything else. 
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				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>22-08-2009, 10:15:21</strong>
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				"<strong>Hmm. . .</strong>" he replies, and oddly enough approves. He knows one thing for sure, he's just been handed a very big lead. A little research seemed in order, but not while she was here and definitely not yet.<br><br>"<strong>Well, Mandy. I'm going to need time to think on it.</strong>" he says honestly- there was a lot to consider, like his career if he gives her what she seems to want.<br><br>"<strong>Tomorrow is Saturday, come by my office about noon- should be plenty of time.</strong>"
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				Post by: <strong>Rochester</strong> on <strong>22-08-2009, 19:30:15</strong>
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				Liv had no way of knowing what her professor had interpreted her nervous babble as. It hadn't even dawned on her that he would ever consider actually allowing the exchange of sexual acts for grades - not that she would be offended if he did. Her questions had been innocent enough, albeit completely socially inept. She nodded. "Certainly. I'll see you then." She made a quick exit, trying as hard as she could not to allow for more of an opportunity to make an idiot of herself. 
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				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>22-08-2009, 20:33:45</strong>
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				Between grading papers and meetings it took a bit to get around to researching what was bugging him exactly, but when he does get to it what he's looking for doesn't take long.<br><br>"<strong>Well. . .what do we do now?</strong>" he ponders to himself late that night- going home deep in thought.<br><br>--------------<br><br>In his office the next day, he of course showed up over an hour before the meeting time. He wasn't entirely sure it was fair really, he was so much more experienced then the boys that normally try to get into her pants. He just knew how to read signals as a result, possibly better then she know what she was sending out.<br><br>But still, what he saw on that computer screen. . .he decides to go for it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rochester</strong> on <strong>22-08-2009, 21:07:03</strong>
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				Liv called Mandy later that night. Her phone rang for a long time before her friend finally answered it. She didn't so much greet Liv as let her know she was there by the sounds of her fiddling with the phone, the loud background music, and her trademark giggle - which Liv would know anywhere. Deductive reasoning led Liv to the conclusion that Mandy was at a party, and probably not entirely sober. <br><br>Liv herself was lying in her bed in her apartment, snuggled under ivory sheets and a peach-colored comforter. She sighed into the receiver, and finally said something herself first. "Mandy? You there?"<br><br>There was a pause filled with more sounds of the phone being rubbed up against other objects as Mandy brought it to her ear. "Hello?" Her greeting was somewhat slurred, as if she had opened her mouth a little too much to form the word. Then, somewhat muffled, Liv heard Mandy tell someone in the background, "Stop that, I'm on the phone!" Punctuated by more incessant giggling. <br><br>"Hey Mandy, it's Liv. I talked to Professor Savernes today. He agreed to let you do some extra help projects and stuff. I'm meeting with him again tomorrow to get the specifics." She informed her friend, not entirely sure how much of it she would comprehend. <br><br>"Oh, that's so good!" She said, a little too enthusiastically. There was another laughter filled pause, where it sounded like Mandy took the phone away from her ear for a moment. "Isn't tomorrow saturday?" She finally asked. <br><br>Liv was impressed that Mandy could even remember the day of the week in her stupor. "Uhm. Yeah?" She was unsure why this made a difference, but assumed it probably didn't and was just a drunken fixation on a detail that struck Mandy as amusing for some minute reason. <br><br>"Why are you meeting him on a saturday? Doesn't he have a life?" Another burst of laughter here. "Liv... you don't have a life, either, do you?" <br><br>The rudeness could be ignored as part of her drunkenness, but the comment made Liv frown anyways. "Hey, I'm doing you a favor. If you're going to be bitchy, go meet him tomorrow yourself." She threatened. <br><br>"Noooooooo," Mandy whined, but the sorrow of the note ended in an unconvincing giggle. "I didn't mean it, I'm sorry. Please go for me, tomorrow? Pleeeeease?" Liv could hear other background noises from the party, people letting out victorious whooping sounds and assorted laughter. <br><br>She sighed, "Fine. I'll go." She hadn't really meant the threat to begin with. Plus, the idea of seeing Professor Savernes again made her heart beat just that little bit faster. "I'll talk to you later, okay?"<br><br>Mandy burst out laughing at some indiscernible comment made offhand by some male voice. "Okay. Byyyyyye!" The phone went dead. Mandy's habit of hanging up before the other person said good bye striking again. <br><br>Liv heaved another sigh, rolled over to place the phone on her nightstand, and tried to get some sleep. Maybe tomorrow she wouldn't make herself look like such an ass. <br><br>--------------<br><br>Saturday morning, which was a relative term for Liv - who was a night owl and only woke up an hour before she had to be at her professor's office - brought the young woman only more problems. She debated nearly fifteen minutes on what to wear, changing her outfit countless times. She finally settled on a crimson shirt with butterfly sleeves and a low-cut scooping neckline. The shirt gathered at her hips, puckering in just the right way to make her look shapely, but not too shapely. A short jean skirt set off the shirt in a casual way, and she finished the outfit with a pair of gladiator-style sandals that added a good three inches to her height. She left her auburn hair down, curling around her face and pleasantly about her shoulders. She arrived promptly at noon, her make-up impeccable, her books under one arm. She knocked tentatively on his office door and, after waiting for a cue from the professor within, entered. She quietly closed the door behind him and ventured a timid smile. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>22-08-2009, 22:13:33</strong>
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				Of course, being a Saturday the professor is finally seen in something other then the "official" uniform of a college professor. Now he's wearing black sneakers, carpenter pants, and a tight fitting t-shirt with the base color of old paper with a Vitruvian Man design on the front. He worked out and was not too humble to show it off by any means.<br><br>His tattoo work made more of an appearance as more of it peaked out from behind a t-shirt then a suit. It was indeed phrases in classical Latin, highly stylized and in bold script. With a better view one could see that it started where his left shoulder and neck met and traveled down his left arm almost to the wrist. While his shirt desrupts and covers enough of the script there does seem to be clear dividers between each phrase. "Vox Populi, Vox Dei", "Vi Veri Veniversum Vivus Vici", "Agas Vitam Quae Similis Poema Est, Aut Morere Ineptum", and "Quis Custodiet Ipsos Custodes?" can all clearly be seen from where Liv sat.<br><br>With Liv in the room, Jon briefly looks at his screen then to the young woman who just entered his office. Yep, he was right- Shutting the screen then before she can get a look, he turns his attention to her. Of course, in his mind there's still one big question.<br><br>Why was Olivia Berger, a student doing so well in History 105 that an A was almost guaranteed, posing as Mandy Brooks, a student who at her current rate may pull a D+ for the course if he was feeling generous? He almost kicks himself for not figuring that part out sooner, many professors were in the habit of at least memorizing the names and faces of A students in their bigger classes- that's probably what set off the unease. Of course he could tell from how she acted and carried herself that she wasn't just nervous. She was attracted- and unsure of herself to not now how to approach this properly. Hell, so was he on both counts- he just had a better poker face and more experience with dealing with attractions then she did.<br><br>But that couldn't be the entire motivation, because quite frankly if she was the type of girl willing to do that for that motive alone she'd probably be much better at it from sheer practice. He'd heard that some sororities will try it with designated seducers when a sister needs a better grade fast, but those girls were the type you would see from a mile off. Subtlety was a word not in their vocabulary.<br><br>"<strong>Mandy, take a seat.</strong>" he offers, showing the chair across from his desk. Just to remove that extra temptation to turn on the screen he gets up and leans against his own desk from the front.<br><br>"<strong>You wanted to know what could be done to help your grade?</strong>"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rochester</strong> on <strong>23-08-2009, 00:36:36</strong>
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				Liv, doing her best to keep her senses about her, managed a polite smile as she sat where indicated. Her knees were only a foot away from where his legs were as he leaned backwards against the desk. "Oh, yes. I know that I'm too far gone to be able to earn anything respectable without an extra project or two. I know I probably don't deserve a second chance, after how dismal my test scores were. But in my defense, I don't do well on standardized tests. I think a project or a paper might be just the thing to prove I'm really serious about this class." Liv had spent the night before carefully mulling over what she would say to him. Her words were a bit bold, but as Mandy, Liv could afford to be. 
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				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>23-08-2009, 04:46:32</strong>
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				"<strong>Well the optional paper has always been available,</strong>" he says, actually telling the truth if Olivia Berger wasn't. How to get her to reveal the other motive without giving it away?<br><br>"<strong>But beyond that, there isn't much else I can do. The curriculum is set by the department when class levels are this low. At the very least I have to make all new and extra assignments available to everyone after getting approval from the department head. That would take two weeks if he liked me, which frankly- he doesn't. Do you have friends in the class that are doing better? That can help you study?</strong>"
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				Post by: <strong>Rochester</strong> on <strong>23-08-2009, 21:43:15</strong>
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				Liv nodded. "Yes, I agreed to let a friend who has an A in your class tutor me. I'm just afraid that the remaining homeworks and the paper won't be enough to buoy me back to a respectable grade, especially in light of the fact that the final is very heavily weighted and I don't do well on standardized tests, as I mentioned before." In truth, this was Liv's actual concern for Mandy's grade. She could help her with her homework and make her do the paper, and even proofread them for her. But she couldn't make her test better, or even study as hard as she should. As much as Liv loved Mandy's redeeming qualities, she felt almost as if helping her with her grades was a lost cause. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>23-08-2009, 22:36:10</strong>
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				Ah, that had to be it. Olivia and Mandy had to be friends and one was helping out the other. The best lies were the ones that were almost the truth. Of course, it wouldn't surprise Jon if all the real Mandy wanted was someone to talk to him that he liked- the posing as Mandy was something she was probably doing all her own. Occam's Razor said that anyway, things get more complicated as people get involved.<br><br>"<strong>Well, sorry- and I feel like a heel, but officially there's nothing I can do- at least nothing that wouldn't be too late except point you toward some good tutors from the grad students.</strong>"<br><br>The next part comes out even harder, but it is definitely something to be discussed in private. He unleans from the desk and begins slowly walking around her, and when he approaches he sees the "Do Not Enter" sign by the door plain as day.<br><br><em>Last chance to just kick her out. If you think they don't like you now in the department higher-ups, wait until they hear about you giving it to a student.</em><br><br>He pauses for a moment, but in the end- he can't help himself as he reaches out to grab the sign,<br><br>"<strong>But there's also something else I wanted to talk to you about, something that deserves a little privacy for you.</strong>" he says, opening the door just long enough to hand the sign on his doorknob. He's always done this in case of sensitive papers possibly making it onto the floor, even the janitors should just walk away.<br><br>"<strong>Mandy, I'm picking up. . .signals. Nothing to be ashamed of, and if you want this conversation never happened, but we're going to need to clear the air before this gets much further. Is there something you want to tell me?</strong>"<br><br><em>Like you want to ride my love-hog until it falls off?</em> the reptile/young man part of his brain adds, but that doesn't reach his face. It does however resound back, as the more he sees of the girl- the more most of him agrees that he wants that too.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rochester</strong> on <strong>24-08-2009, 17:56:52</strong>
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				Liv visibly paled. Oh god, he knows! No, no. He couldn't possibly. Get a grip! She cleared her throat. "I'm not sure what you mean..." She was trying so hard not to fidget, it felt like she would explode. <br><br>((Sorry it's such a short post. I'm actually on my way to class. XD I'll be on later today, though~!!))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>24-08-2009, 18:51:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"<strong>Mandy, it's a story as old as the hills,</strong>" he comforts. It would be an amusing moment if he could read minds- but alas, if wishes were horses he could cross the Rubicon.<br><br>"<strong>Boy meets girl, girl meets boy, one is teaching the other, at least one of the two develops feelings society says he or she isn't supposed to, et cetera, et cetera. It's how my adviser back in grad school and her husband met actually.</strong>"<br><br>He circles back around to his desk, keeping a bit of distance. He definitely isn't going to force her into anything and definitely didn't want her to feel pressured. He wasn't expected anything from her, just putting in his toe to check the water- so to speak.<br><br>"<strong>What matters is where things go from here.</strong>"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rochester</strong> on <strong>25-08-2009, 02:18:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liv went from deathly pale to a vicious blush that seeped down her neck and into her cleavage - almost matching the crimson of her shirt. "I don't know what you're talking about." She repeated, looking down at the ugly gray carpeting. She gripped her hands in her lap until her knuckles were white with the effort not to do something crazy, or even just to keep from fidgeting. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>25-08-2009, 04:15:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				For a moment he was worried he was reading the signals wrong, but the blush practically screams out the truth. She was inexperienced in many senses of the word, possibly virginal in one of them. Cartainly has never done anything with a professor- probably not even older men in general. But there wasn't any point in denying it. She wanted him.<br><br>Possibly more then he wanted her.<br><br>He looks to a side, considering a few things- like the blinds on the windows. He kept them shut anyway out of habit, no worries there.<br><br>In the end, he decides to follow his instincts- approaching the chair he gently but insistently helps her to her feet with guiding hands. He takes a moment when she's fully standing, close enough to get her smell and for her to get his.<br><br>It makes him feel like a heel for saying this, but you don't teach history without learning that sometimes- things that are obvious still need a push.<br><br>"<strong>Officially, that's all I have. Unofficially, we can work something out.</strong>" he adds, leaning in for a kiss.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rochester</strong> on <strong>25-08-2009, 04:23:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liv could hardly believe this was happening. It felt so surreal that she was frozen for the moment it took him to kiss her. But she could smell the subtle cologne he was wearing, and god he was just so sexy. His lips were soft on hers, and before he could get the wrong impression, she was kissing him back. Her kiss was not as soft, not as gently inquisitive. She enveloped her lips between his at first, but then used the leverage to open his mouth just enough to slip her tongue in and brush it along his own. It was quick, tentative even, but the pressure of her face against his wasn't. She wanted desperately to run her fingers through his hair and hold him firmly to her, but she was afraid he wouldn't respond, or would want to pull away. She didn't want to seem pushy. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>25-08-2009, 04:54:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The desire is what acts for him next, with her response to the kiss he lets his need play for a bit. His arms go around her, pulling her to him hungrily. His tongue chases after hers when it leaves, more then giving it permission to explore but expecting the same courtesy in return. God, some 18 year olds were a crime not to enjoy when the chance presented itself.<br><br>The kiss continues with his hands hungrily exploring her back and his tongue playing with hers for minutes- pulling her into him hard enough to give a rough idea of the size of his "need" thrrough his pants and her skirt. He was not going to be satisfied with leaving her anything but panting.<br><br>Finally, he does break this kiss to his own disappointment- but the devilish smile says it all, he's planning something. Something naughty. He breaks the embrace next, but with a finger on her lips with promises of more to come. A chuckle from a past lover enters his memories- "like the spider" was how she described his passions. Start small, and before too long she was ensnared hopelessly.<br><br>He moves to the door and turns out the light switch, soon the only lights in the office are coming in from cracks in closed window shades and the small lights on various devices.<br><br>Coming back, he takes her gently by the hands- and begins leading her behind his desk. Sitting in the chair, he pulls her closer- letting a hand go through her hair.<br><br>"<strong>God, you are beautiful. I can keep kissing you like that for hours. But we do have something to get out of the way.</strong>" he says, giving her a brief sample of the passion to come dispute what he says.<br><br>"<strong>Here's the deal. Leave me your phone number and every Saturday until after the final I'll call once with instructions. I won't leave a message. Follow them all without telling anyone and you'll get an A. I don't need an answer right this second, but if you leave this office I'll assume the answer is no. Get my dick out of my pants and start sucking me off and I'll assume the answer is yes. Understand?</strong>"<br><br>And with that, he says no more- bringing her closer to him, almost onto his lap, to start kissing her again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rochester</strong> on <strong>25-08-2009, 05:34:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liv had three instant and respective thoughts. The first was how unethical this was, and what it implied about her that she might comply. The second was that this was incredibly ironic, considering it was something Mandy would actually do. And the third was that she did not at all care. She wanted him, and the thought of sucking his cock was making her feel warm and tight between her legs, her pulse speeding up just thinking about it. She let out a low, involuntary moan, and unceremoniously dropped to her knees in front of him. The lust written across her face was nothing short of an intense, unmitigated need. She unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, pulling him free from his clothing. She had a moment to wonder at his size and her pussy clenched involuntarily just feeling in her hand how hard he was for her. She licked a long, wet line from base to tip, finishing by taking just his head into her mouth and sucking gently. She ran her tongue around his knot, the sensation turning her on as much as it might him. She hesitated a moment, teasing, and then took as much of him into her mouth as she could. Coming back up, she bobbed lower and lower on him, trying to fit more and more into the back of her throat until he couldn't go any deeper. She continued the motion, stopping only when he hit that furthest spot in the back of her throat, and sucking as she came up. Although she might not have said so aloud, giving a damn good blow job was one of the things Liv prided herself on being able to do. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>25-08-2009, 06:10:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"<strong>Well, wasn't a hard decision- was it?</strong>" he almost taunts as she begins producing his cock. His hand brushes her hair away from her face so he can look into her eyes.<br><br>Of course, her technique was of someone a little too excited- as in inexperienced and prone to rushing things. But she was also creative and incredibly enthusiastic, the best way to have two out of three. This month of Saturdays is looking incredible.<br><br>"<strong>Slow down a bit, show me how you appreciate every inch,</strong>" he instructs slowly, placing his hand on her head. The smile that comes across his lips has lust dancing across it as well.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rochester</strong> on <strong>25-08-2009, 06:18:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liv complied, drastically slowing her rhythm to maximize sensation. She used more tongue, and couldn't help moaning every other stroke or so. One hand held his jeans and underwear at bay while the other stroked the base of his cock, every so often reaching down to softly knead his balls. She loved the feeling of him in her mouth, he just felt so good. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>25-08-2009, 06:49:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A grunt of pleasure escapes his lips in time with one of her moans. Inexperienced, but creative and enthusiastic. And apparently a fast learner. Always the best way to get two out of three.<br><br>"<strong>Good, very good Mandy.</strong>" he says, almost tempted to blow her cover right there. His voice hazing a bit with the sensation. From his own experience with giving cunnilingus to bedroom playmates, there are few things like them saying your name in appreciation. It felt a little cheap to rob her of that- but he planned to make up for that later.<br><br>"<strong>Give my balls some attention with your tongue as well. Not too much, but enough that I can't quite predict what you'll do next.</strong>"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rochester</strong> on <strong>25-08-2009, 06:58:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She waited a number of strokes before complying with this request. She enjoyed the sensation of him hard in her mouth too much to stop immediately. But eventually the idea of rolling his testicles across her tongue seemed justifiably appealing, and so she came up all the way and took the soft skin of his sac into her mouth, sucking gently. Stroking his cock still with her free hand, she took more and more in until she was able to suck in one of his balls, kneading the flesh gently with both mouth and hand. Ambitiously, she attempted to then fit both of his balls into her mouth, and was impressively successful. She sucked until he made a noise that satisfied her, and only then slowly let him out of her mouth. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>25-08-2009, 08:00:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Okay, very creative. Putting both of his balls in her mouth was not a move attempted often- and a moan escapes his mouth when she succeeds.<br><br>"<strong>Couldn't predict that,</strong>" he chuckles with his voice a bit out of it, "<strong>You suck a mean cock Mandy.</strong>"<br><br>He lets her continue to please him, promising to return the favor later. The only real question left is if he'll cum before then. With her creativity and energy it could certainly happen, but he's got the experience to hold it back for a while.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rochester</strong> on <strong>25-08-2009, 08:05:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His only answer to the compliment was the loud sound of suction, accompanied by a firm smacking of lips as Liv noisily took the tip of his cock in her mouth again and sucked insistently as she pulled herself up off of it again. She gave him a sultry smile that would melt any man, and then took him in her mouth again, eager to feel him moving in and out again. She desperately wanted him to do her over his desk or something, but she wouldn't dare to make requests of him. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>25-08-2009, 09:00:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His hand goes to the back of her head and begins helping her get a little further down with her downward lunges. Not that it didn't feel heavenly, but he was curious to see if she could really deep throat him.<br><br>"<strong>You'll want to come at this from a higher angle Mandy, I want to try something before I return the favor.</strong>"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rochester</strong> on <strong>25-08-2009, 17:48:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liv made a small, affirmative noise - as she couldn't do much else - and tried to adjust her angle to fit him further into her throat. As it turned out Liv could, in fact, deep throat him. And she did so, almost gagging herself on him she tried to hold it for so long, slowly sucking at his base while she did. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>26-08-2009, 02:59:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jon's face visibly changes as she achieves what he thought she'd fail the first time- but here he was with his dick in her throat and it felt amazing. His breath escapes his mouth deeply in a pant while his eyes squint almost shut in enjoying the sensation.<br><br>"<strong>Oh, you are doing very well. And I'm sure you'd love to make me cum, but not yet. How much attention does your pussy need?</strong>"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rochester</strong> on <strong>26-08-2009, 04:56:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liv couldn't answer his question without taking his cock out of her mouth, and she gave it a moment's consideration before discarding the idea. She liked going down on him too much. And besides which, she wasn't sure what he meant by his question. How much attention did her pussy need for what? 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>26-08-2009, 05:24:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"<strong>Nothing like a girl with dedication,</strong>" he comments with a smile- the hand on her head tilts her head back just a bit to look her in the eyes.<br><br>"<strong>Take of your shirt, add using your breasts a bit as well.</strong>" he offers, his manhood stiffening a bit at even the idea.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rochester</strong> on <strong>27-08-2009, 21:21:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As Liv slowly let his cock slide out from between her lips, she smiled wickedly at him. God, he knew just how to tell her what to do... the perfect balance between humor and dominance, the... hell, just everything! Liv could already feel herself growing warmer, as things low in her body grew tighter. She had wanted this for so long... without putting a face to it, or a specific fantasy. Liv couldn't have possibly imagined this. It was too good for fantasy. <br><br>She pulled her shirt over her head, and released her breasts from the restriction of her bra. Leaning over his lap, she pressed his cock to her chest, and pressed her breasts snugly around it before moving up and down, fucking him with her tits while she bent her face to catch his knot in her mouth every time she went down. There was a delightful sucking sound every time she came back up. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>28-08-2009, 03:59:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jon really has nothing to say but to savor the moment, the feelings on his cock were nothing short of exquisite. He has to resist the urge to just order her to bend over his desk so he can hump away like a common animal. No, she deserved better if she can do something like this.<br><br>Feeling a bit warm himself he takes off his t-shirt and sets it off to a side, revealing what was probably obvious all along. Namely 6-pack abs and more of the mysterious tattoo. Now it could be seen to be a highly stylized spider made of classical latin phrases, 4 "legs" becoming one on his arm while 2 more go up to his collar. The other two arms are much shorter, barely going outward and further down from the "body" which sits over his heart.<br><br>After his own shirt is off he reaches down, massaging Liv's breasts as she uses them for his own pleasure- he's not going to make her bend over his desk yet, but she's not leaving until she does- he's sure of it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rochester</strong> on <strong>28-08-2009, 05:56:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liv watched his reaction carefully, repeating the things he responded to, leaving those he did not. She didn't really care about Mandy's grade, exactly. That wasn't at all what this was about. She had a powerful drive to please him, but she couldn't stand it anymore. The anticipation was killing her. Time had made her a bit more bold...<br><br>She stood, releasing his cock from her breasts, and let her skirt drop to the floor to reveal a tiny pair of tiny, red lace panties. She left the thong on as she straddled his bare waist, hooking her legs underneath the armrests of his office chair as she settled herself on his lap, her pussy pressed hot and tight against his cock, which was now upright and sitting against his stomach. She took him by the back of his head then, kissing him as hard as she had wanted to before, slowly beginning to grind herself into him... 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>28-08-2009, 10:55:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Creative, Enthusiastic, but Inexperienced and tended to rush things. The best way to have 2 out of 3.<br><br>Not that he was complaining of course, having an 18 year old co-ed as beautiful as Liv climbing into his lap was incredible. His head just lets the kiss continue, feeling her hunger and giving back just enough to stoke the fires- teasing her with so small amount of cruelty.<br><br>His hands however give Liv all the benefit of their experience in exploring her body. Gently, and occasionally not-so-gently, stroking and caressing thighs, breasts, ass, and abdomen- purposely avoiding her groin with anything but occasional brushes against the very straps of the thong along her sides.<br><br>At first he says nothing, just letting his pants fall away completely between strokes against her ass.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rochester</strong> on <strong>29-08-2009, 21:57:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Just the feeling of his hard cock pressed tight up against her pussy, grinding with nothing between them but the thin fabric of her thong, was driving Liv crazy. She was making a myriad of appreciative noises, and finally just gasped, "I need you in me!" She tried to keep her volume down, wouldn't due to get them caught; but the urgency in her tone was still there. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>29-08-2009, 22:21:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				At first it is as though Jon didn't hear her, breaking the kiss to give attention to that slender neck. The hands however work their way down to the straps of the thongs- now both of them playing with the straps. He considers just ripping them and taking Liv right here, but a grin crosses his face as he thinks of something else. He is supposed to be the responsible older partner after all, may as well have a little fun with it.<br><br>"<strong>Then lay down on my desk.</strong>" he says, letting go of the thong straps.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rochester</strong> on <strong>29-08-2009, 22:47:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liv nodded, but let out a small whine as she crawled off of his lap. Her pussy was so hot and wet for him, and not feeling his cock against it was almost as bad as feeling it there and not having it inside of her. She obediently leaned over his desk, putting her ass prominently on display. She was so aroused that her pussy had begun to leak into her thong, and the thin material was clinging so much with the moisture that her pussy lips were clearly visible. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>29-08-2009, 23:07:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Rising from the chair himself, Jon looked over the inviting ass- kneading the cheeks with imagery of the ravaging to come. It's tempting, very tempting, to get straight to point and begins plundering that pussy right here and now- but he does think of something else first.<br><br>He gets down on his knees just behind Liv- his hands at the straps of her thongs and slowly pulling them down her legs. Carefully, like a surgeon unwrapping a Christmas present and not wanting to simply rip through the paper, he reveals the tight pussy underneath. When her thong is past her thighs he finishes to remove it quickly, helping her move her feet for those last couple inches.<br><br>Passing it forward so it lands near one of her hands on the desk, he says the only warning she's going to get as to what he plans to do next.<br><br>"<strong>You may want to put this in your mouth. For the noise.</strong>"<br><br>Then he leans in, letting his tongue play on the lips and occasionally inside the entry of Liv's pussy. All the while his hands grabbing his discarded pants for the condoms in his wallet. He didn't want to make her pay for admitting her lust by knocking her up after all.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rochester</strong> on <strong>29-08-2009, 23:39:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liv had only a half second to try and comprehend his suggestion before she felt his tongue on her pussy. She let out a low, guttural moan, and the panties fell to the carpeted floor. She spread her legs wider for him, unconsciously writhing to grind her pussy back into his face. She tried to keep her volume down, but she made near-constant noise as he worked at her with his mouth. After a while, her felt her walls starting to clench harder and harder, "Oh, god... I'm gonna cum..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 00:11:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"<strong>Let it happen, but keep it quiet- wouldn't want to alert the janitors, after all.</strong>" he says, lying a little bit with a quiet chuckle before continuing with his tongue. The offices usually were cleaned on friday nights- gives the staff more time for the labs on the far side of the building. Truth was, nobody plans to be in this part of the building on Saturday around noon ever. Of course, doesn't mean people weren't coming unplanned.<br><br>That brief talk was all he planned to say though, his tongue working Liv's pussy while his hands began to roll a condom over his cock. He smiles internally at this, because if she's going to cum on his tongue- imagine what she'll do on his dick.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rochester</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 00:33:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As Liv's breathing becomes more and more labored, she tries to reply, "Wait, wait, I should warn you that.... ahhhh!" Her warning is interrupted by her orgasm, her pussy spraying love juice out all over the unsuspecting professor's face. The liquid is very warm, smelling pungently of Liv's sex. She collapses over his desk, shaking. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 00:56:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Rising upward with the protection firmly in place, Jon stands behind Liv once more- her cum dropping down off his face. He smiles, Liv being a squirter being a pleasant surprise- and she seems to be on a hair trigger too.<br><br>He leans over, putting his arms on the desk on either side of Liv for support. Continuing the decent, he lets her cum drip onto her back as he kisses her on the back of the neck.<br><br>"<strong>That you cum like a geyser when a guy eats your pussy? I wonder what you do when you're properly fucked.</strong>" he whispers, letting his arms work closer to Liv's- almost as if to pin her in place. Or hold her while her body shakes while she comes down from the orgasm- the placement is ambiguous enough that either is possible.<br><br>Down at his hips, his sheathed cock begins feeling for her entrance.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rochester</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 04:40:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liv can't seem to do anything but pant, moan, and tremble as he does. But when she can feel his cock brushing her entrance, he can clearly feel her walls clenching for him and she begins to moan more persistently. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 04:54:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bringing his arms in, he almost lets himself rest on top her- just letting every inch of his skin savor hers. This was one lesson that can only be taught by experience- yes there were some inches that seemed more important then others but every inch deserved some attention. It was when taken as a whole when you really had someone worth savoring.<br><br>With a shift of his hips, he lets his covered cock enter her first few inches.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rochester</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 08:22:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liv made a high, keening noise as he entered her, albeit breathless to keep it somewhat muted. She wiggled a bit underneath him, trying to get the best angle, trying to get him deeper, desperately wanting him all the way in, or at least moving towards that goal. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 09:13:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"<strong>God, I love it when you wiggle,</strong>" he moans into her ear. He pushes his cock in deeper, slowly- but without any uncertainty. He wanted to be clear that he was going slow on purpose.<br><br>He begins to pull out slowly as well, almost a lesson that some things just should not be rushed- be allowed to smolder instead of just burn out. Yes, that would be lesson one- everything has it's time.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rochester</strong> on <strong>31-08-2009, 05:44:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liv squirmed underneath him, willing him to fuck her faster, harder. "Please..." She had since collapsed on the desk, pressing her ample breasts into his paperwork, the side of her face not far above them. Her pussy clenched tightly around him. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>31-08-2009, 10:26:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He'd heard that kind of please before- and just let it come from her lips and roll across his ears like honey. His speed does not change, but he begins going deeper into Liv with every stroke little by little. His hands working toward her breasts to message then as well.<br><br>"<strong>Please, what?</strong>" he says, he asks- his hands underneath Liv moving toward breast
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rochester</strong> on <strong>31-08-2009, 23:58:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liv wasn't the kind to beg, but she just couldn't take it anymore, "Please, more! I need..." She trailed off unable to form cohesive sentences with the weight of her arousal. She was, however, able to continue her attempts to move her hips closer to his in a vein attempt to demonstrate what it was exactly she needed. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>01-09-2009, 08:02:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				One stroke, one where he goes in as deep as her body will let him- that's what he gives her because the moan was just so sexy he had to cave a little. The following strokes stay slow and calculated but he can't help himself as they are now long and deep- letting him fill her before taking it away but just for a second before giving it back.<br><br>"<strong>Need what?</strong>" he asks, his breath in a huff- her absolute need was teaming up with his own to eat at his control, and it was working a little.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rochester</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 02:40:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liv could not think cohesively enough to utter anything but the cry of, "More!" She reached back and grabbed his hip with one hand, gently urging his pelvis forward and into her pussy at a much faster rate. Verbal expression was failing her, but damn if she wasn't persistent at making her point anyways. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 03:07:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Three strokes, three powerful strokes fast and hard, are his immediate reply. Let's not mince words, he's loving her responce of barely contained lust bordering on madness. Drawing them out a bit, he players the spider- giving a little bait to pull her in deeper. After the three fast and hard strokes he goes back to his deep and slow one, for about 8 more before 3 more fast and hard ones. That becomes his overall pattern for a while, 3 fast and hard to 8 slow and deep- give or take a couple in each category to keep from getting predicable. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rochester</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 20:57:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eventually, it's those three fast that push Liv over the edge. She comes with Jon still inside of her, so that it sprays out around him and coats his stomach and thighs. Liv falls still for a moment, but only until the professor begins to move inside of her again. As she falls limp, he can see the perfect imprint of her teeth on her wrist... Liv's efforts not to scream as she climaxed. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>03-09-2009, 08:30:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"<strong>You don't do anything halfway, do you?</strong>" he chuckles a bit, admiring just how dripping wet his crotch was now. There had to be a better way then the teeth marks though, and he think he thought of it.<br><br>He pulls out of Liv completely- giving a light slap on the ass to further get her attention.<br><br>"<strong>Flip over, let me see your face when you cum again.</strong>"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rochester</strong> on <strong>03-09-2009, 18:24:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liv smiled and shook her head before rolling over slowly, her body clearly not working so well after such an intense orgasm. As she moved her body began to run with a fine tremble, until she was almost clinging to him. She looks at him, her expression a strange juxtaposition of lust and restrained adoration. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>04-09-2009, 08:00:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The look is what pulls him back in, without question. The thought of teasing her and smart-ass remarks fade away- replaced by simple need. He lowers himself to press his body against hers, pecs to breasts as intimately as he can. Going in to kiss her hungrily and passionately, he has a bit of trouble aiming his erection back into her opening- searching with rubbing against the area and finding it too good a feeling to really be disappointed right away.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rochester</strong> on <strong>04-09-2009, 20:38:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She lets out a soft whimper against his lips as her presses himself to her body. The feeling of him touching her is whole and complete perfection. The whimper escalates quickly to a moan as he searches for her entrance, rubbing his cock against her in the process. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>05-09-2009, 05:54:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				There. He found it. He slips his manhood into Liv like smoothest silk with even better rewards. He works in slowly once again, just for now. He knows she can take harder and probably wants to, but just to get his rhythm back he starts with a few slow thrusts.<br><br>The moan goes past his lips and it feels like water to a man dying of thirst.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rochester</strong> on <strong>05-09-2009, 06:31:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As he enters her, she lets out a cry that gradually becomes more repeated moaning with every stroke he makes. "Please, please... faster, harder!" She can't restrain herself from making demands now, the need between her legs has overridden her fear of rejection and she begs him for release...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>05-09-2009, 08:11:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He answered with some rutting like an animal to her demands, but not for too long. Slow motions are mixed in, then they begin to dominate- but the fast ruts are mixed in to make things unpredictable.<br><br>An arm goes to her chest, cupping a breast as he pants as well.<br><br>"<strong>God, your moaning is driving me wild.</strong>"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rochester</strong> on <strong>05-09-2009, 20:30:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her moaning becomes deeper, lower in her throat as he fucks her the way she needs. It feels so good.... Suddenly, she comes again. More fluid sprays out around Jon's cock in abundance, and Liv lets out a scream, which she again tries to stifle with her wrist. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>05-09-2009, 21:56:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jon moves quickly, removing Liv's wrist from her mouth carefully- and almost immediately replacing it with a deep kiss. Let her moan and call out, but it has to go somewhere- so he stifles it with himself. Seems only fair.<br><br>And the feeling of another orgasm on his cock is nothing short of incredible, his moans and grunts are becoming regular and intense. He's not going to last much longer but he thinks he may make it to her next. Might.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rochester</strong> on <strong>08-09-2009, 00:54:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liv is squirming and wiggling on his cock by now, trying to meet his strokes and get him deeper inside of her. He is only just able to stifle her noises, which have been growing exponentially in both quantity and volume. "Oh, god.... are you going to come for me?" She asks, the thought of him cumming inside of her seems to be an immense turn on, and as the idea occurs to her, she seems to wriggle on his cock with renewed vigor. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>08-09-2009, 08:40:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"<strong>With you. I'm going to cum <em>with</em> you.</strong>" he corrects, dedicated to the cause. Pushing down the instinct with his will he gets back to work, fighting for every stroke. He's not going to cum first, he absolutely refused. His hips begin simply rutting like an animal as he approaches the precipice- too fast for his tastes but with the 18 year old's hot body he can't help it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rochester</strong> on <strong>09-09-2009, 06:28:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liv's response to his comment is a low whine, she's getting so close to coming again - the professor can recognize the signs in her by now. Her eyes are becoming less and less focused, her breathing even more ragged, her grip on his arms harder, her pussy clenching down more tightly around his cock in quicker succession. "Ooohhh... god... I'm gonna cum..." She warns him aloud, but it's unnecessary. <br><br>Finally, after a small eternity, she throws her head back in a wash of auburn curls, eyes rolling back into her head as she fights down another scream. He feels the pressure building around his cock as she cums out around him again, her pussy like a vice on his dick. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>09-09-2009, 09:33:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				That's it, that sent him over. If it wasn't for the condom, stream after stream of sperm would be working it's way up Liv right now. His eyes roll as well as he is less successful at staying quiet, grunting like a wild animal claiming dominance over a new mate.<br><br>Reaching out, he instinctively pulls Liv as close and as tight against his body as he can- the male need to inseminate adding to an already intimate moment.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rochester</strong> on <strong>19-09-2009, 19:29:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liv could not imagine a more incredible feeling than that of Professor Savernes inside of her, shooting her full of his cum. Even with the condom, it made her feel incredibly satisfied and fulfilled to hear the sounds he was making and know that he was orgasming just for her. <br><br>She panted for a while after he had finished, just catching her breath and waiting for her heart to calm itself. She was covered in sweat, and other assorted bodily fluids, and the realization of this was entirely overshadowed by the afterglow of their lovemaking. She said nothing, waiting for him to speak, remembering herself and trying not to think too hard about what they had just done. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>19-09-2009, 20:15:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He says nothing at first, just holding on tight to Olivia as his body finished coming down from his own heights. Sweat intermingling, leaving a film all over them and his desk and really- he wouldn't have it any other way. He kisses her as he disengages- pulling off the condom and tossing it toward a trash can. He's not sure if it went in, he wasn't looking, but its sounded like it did.<br><br>"<strong>You were wonderful,</strong>" he compliments- still catching his breath a bit. With that he says nothing for a few minutes as he deflates and just soaks in the moment.<br><br>Finally, he asks something serious, trying not to ruin the moment but needing to know.<br><br>"<strong>Are you on some form of birth control?</strong>"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rochester</strong> on <strong>19-09-2009, 20:19:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liv nodded. "Yeah, I'm on the pill." Her reply was casual, but internally she beamed that he had wanted to know. Of course, she was a female college student in this day and age, so he had had a good percentage chance that she would be. <br><br>She paused, "I uh... I kind of need a towel..." She indicated her moist lower half, still messy from their sex. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>20-09-2009, 04:13:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Another quick kiss occurs as he begins to get up, thinking of where to get a towel and thinking of his gym bag. Heh, this was enough of a workout to count to him anyway.<br><br>"<strong>Good, because I'd like to go without a condom in the future.</strong>" he admits, finding the towel among fresh gym clothes that won't be used today.<br><br>"<strong>What about an STD screen? I was clean two years ago and haven't slept with a woman without a condom since- but it would probably be only fair for me to check.</strong>" he says, trying not to sound so business about this but it would ruin the play acting if he didn't. Finding the towel he begins gingerly and carefully cleaning Liv off himself.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rochester</strong> on <strong>20-09-2009, 22:29:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liv nodded thoughtfully, "That shouldn't be a problem. I have my blood taken often because of my hypoglycemia." Then Liv felt a rush of fear when she realized that while Liv had hypoglycemia and an up to date blood record, Mandy may not. And even if she did, and Liv could somehow get it from her, it would say that her blood sugar levels were completely normal - although her blood alcohol level might not be. Oh, god. How could she fix this? Maybe her roommate, Kimber, would be able to scan it into photoshop and change her name. She was, after all, a graphic design major. It would be easy for her. But then she'd have to tell someone. She trusted Kimber, but... <br><br>Liv's thought process was interrupted when the professor began gently cleaning the fluids off of her pussy and thighs. She seemed surprised by this, then slightly moved by the gesture before she could cover her reaction. God, he was so gentle and caring and gorgeous... 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>21-09-2009, 19:42:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He manages to hold his poker face in right there very well. He knew that if he had any doubts to her real identity she had just handed him a huge clue.<br><br>"<strong>Good, then that's your homework. Get a STD as soon as you can.</strong>" he says as he finishes. Rising up, he moves to help her up as well.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rochester</strong> on <strong>23-09-2009, 21:09:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liv paused then laughed, "You mean an STD <em>test</em>, right?" She grinned at him, "Otherwise you wouldn't have cared about wearing the condom." She carefully took the towel from his hand, not breaking eye contact, and stood to get at the hard to reach places. Her legs were a little wobbly after orgasming so hard, but she evened out after a few minutes. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>24-09-2009, 12:10:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He chuckles a bit, with a childish grin like he was caught with his foot in is mouth.<br><br>"<strong>Yeah, important word there,</strong>" he chuckles, "<strong>Get <em>tested</em> as soon as you can.</strong>"<br><br>He comes closer, wrapping an arm around her to help her stay steady- and to bring her body closer.<br><br>"<strong>And you won't regret it. Not even a second.</strong>"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rochester</strong> on <strong>25-09-2009, 01:45:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liv cuddles into his touch, allowing herself to be caught up in the way his flesh felt against hers and the scent of his body. She had such a strong bodily reaction to him that she couldn't imagine ever regretting this. No, it was worth it. Every second was worth it. "I'm glad to hear that." She wondered internally when she would see him again, and what would happen next. Was she expected to gather her things and just leave? Would he hold her a while longer? If he did one or the other, what would that mean? 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>25-09-2009, 10:57:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"<strong>We really should get your clothes back on and leave quietly,</strong>" he says, pulling her closer and going for a kiss. If he just carried another condom around with him he'd have her again right away he really would, but if wishes were horses as they say.<br><br>"<strong>Yes, we really should.</strong>" he manages to say again before going back in. God, she had the kind of lips a man could drown in.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rochester</strong> on <strong>25-09-2009, 19:27:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liv nodded, pulling slowly and regretfully away from his kiss. She moved to put her clothing back on, one article at a time, until she was fully dressed. She hesitated before leaving, looking at him. "When do I see you again?" She asked tentatively. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>25-09-2009, 22:39:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With his own clothes back on he approaches closer, considering his response carefully.<br><br>"<strong>In class we act like nothing happened. I'll call Saturday to leave instructions.</strong>" he says, already considering next week's events.<br><br>"<strong>And study on your own, this is interesting stuff Mandy- if you weren't getting the watered down version in school you'd see that. It's full pf passion and drama, you'd love it.</strong>"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rochester</strong> on <strong>26-09-2009, 03:32:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liv nodded thoughtfully, picking up her purse from where she'd dropped it. "I'll see you in class then, and talk to you on saturday." She opened the door to his office, stepped outside, and quietly closed it behind her. <br><br>She heaved a huge sigh once on the other side. Gods, what was she doing? She hurried to get back to her apartment, exhausted and trying not to think about things too hard. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>29-09-2009, 03:01:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Heh, he was right. The blood test quip would have been a tip off thanks to a little hack work picked up from a friend during his college days. He promises himself one more time that what he said to her was true. She won't regret it, not ever.<br><br>-----------<br><br>A week of lectures passing by with thoughts of Olivia's body dancing in his mind. Another day closer to fucking her hard all over again, and for now he has to act casual. Friday passes with seeming nonchalance but a week of planning has gone into this. Saturday noon comes and he gets ready to pick up the phone.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rochester</strong> on <strong>03-10-2009, 05:34:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liv was expecting his call. She had sat in her bedroom all day (which wasn't long, considering how late she usually slept in), keeping her phone close by and changing her music obsessively - something she did often when she was anxious. By the time noon had rolled around, she'd already cycled through her list of artists on her iPod four times and was listening to Marcy Playground for the sixth. She sighed and rolled over to stare at her phone, willing him to call. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>03-10-2009, 08:01:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiles as he picks up his phone, considering what exactly he was going to do to "Mandy" when it was all ready- and it this point it was just to get her there.<br><br>Dialing the number, he waits patiently as it begins to ring- he meant it when he said he wasn't go to leave a message. Hopefully she remembered that part of their arrangement.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rochester</strong> on <strong>03-10-2009, 08:34:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As the phone on her nightstand began to ring, Liv eagerly looked over to see who it was. Recognizing the number immediately, she paused her music, let it ring an extra time so he wouldn't know she'd waited for his call, and calmly answered, "Hello?"<br><br>It was difficult to keep her eagerness and her breathlessness out of her voice, to stay calm to not let him know how much she wanted to know that what had happened last weekend really happened, and she hadn't just dreamed it. She waited patiently, and it was almost painful for her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>03-10-2009, 09:03:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"<strong>Hello Mandy.</strong>" he begins, catching himself from saying her real name before it got to his voice.<br><br>"<strong>I really enjoyed last weekend, but let's see if we can top it. First thing, first- did you get tested? I'm clean, and I can bring mine if you want proof.</strong>" he begins, starting at the beginning. The instructions will come when he's gotten the answer to that little question.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rochester</strong> on <strong>04-10-2009, 21:47:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liv's heart sped up and she pulled an unmarked envelope out of the top right drawer of her desk, fingering the paper anxiously before stuffing it into her purse. "I did." She answered. Really, what she had done is gotten her last blood test paper work (which had only been a month and a half ago), and had to talk her friend Kimber into scanning it into her computer and altering the name in Photoshop. Kimber had wanted to know why, but Liv promised her it was nothing nefarious, but that she just needed to trust her. It had taken a half hour to convince Kimber that Liv hadn't joined some sort of cult or something. "I'll show you mine you you show me yours." She grinned. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>05-10-2009, 09:39:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"<strong>Good,</strong>" he smiles back over the phone, "<strong>I will.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>Alright, here's your instructions. We're going to enjoy an evening outside. Dress in a t-shirt and shorts with shoes you can walk in. No underwear. There's an apartment complex just off of the south part of campus. Be at the far end of it's parking lot by 6 pm and I'll pick you up. Trust me on where I'll take you. Understand?</strong>"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rochester</strong> on <strong>23-10-2009, 19:43:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liv did the professor one better and forewent both panties and a bra, wearing her tiniest shorts and a thing t-shirt depicting a Rolling Stones magazine cover featuring the band No Doubt. She threw on a pair of comfortable tennis shoes and headed towards the aforementioned apartment complex. As she arrived, she parked her car and looked around for a sign of the the professor. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>24-10-2009, 01:57:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Riding up in his own car, Professor Jon's vehicle is much nicer of course. Not that it means much when compared to a college student's, but a classic 'vette is hard to mistake for anything else.<br><br>"<strong>See what happens when you save your pennies?</strong>" he smiles as he opens the passenger doors.<br><br>"<strong>Hop in, Mandy.</strong>" he instructs, almost giving away the joke once again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rochester</strong> on <strong>27-10-2009, 01:29:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liv fought the frown that threatened to spill over her lips every time he said the other girl's name. Every time she heard it she felt her stomach turn and her heart ache. She constantly had to remind herself that it was an affair, and not to romanticize their relationship to the shining thing that she had dreamed about ever since taking his first history class a year ago. Her adviser had thrown a fit that she'd been taking so many history classes without being a history major. <br><br>But still, looking at him as he slowly rolled up and opened the door, it was like the world slowed down, and she saw him pull up like in some sort of stop action indie film, a breeze rippling through his bangs and her breath catching in her throat. All she could do was nod like some silly simple-minded girl, and do as he said, quickly crossing the remaining ground between them to get in his car. She slid into the seat behind him, and fought not to climb over the gear shift and onto him. A week was far too long. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>27-10-2009, 01:52:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The smile beams from his lips as the young woman gets into his car, watching from the rear view mirror.<br><br><em>Ah, Liv. I wonder how long we'll keep up the charade.</em> he inwardly chuckles but says nothing. Instead he begins pulling out of the parking lot when she closes her door.<br><br>"<strong>Mandy, how much do you trust me?</strong>" he asks, readying for the trip ahead.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rochester</strong> on <strong>02-11-2009, 06:06:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Liv raised an eyebrow at the sudden question. "I'm alone in a car with you. But I've taken precautionary measures in case you turn out to be an ax murderer. Why?" She leaned back in the seat and turned to look at him while he answered. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot For Teacher (LD50 and TheVillain)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>02-11-2009, 07:18:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"<strong>I want where we go to be a surprise.</strong>" he says, looking back into the seat.<br><br>"<strong>So I'd like it if you laid down across the seat, closed your eyes, and just slowly rub yourself. Through your clothes at first.</strong>" he instructs, turning onto the main road. The highway isn't too far from there and the gears of his plan turn in his head.
			</dd>
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