The Perfect Student (Piercer & Jester)
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		<h2 id="linktree">Play-By-Post: Bondage, D/s, S&amp;M =&gt; Bondage: Human Solos =&gt; Topic started by: Piercer on 19-07-2009, 23:29:47</h2>
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				Title: <strong>The Perfect Student (Piercer &amp; Jester)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Piercer</strong> on <strong>19-07-2009, 23:29:47</strong>
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				http://i1004.photobucket.com/albums/af169/Piercer/RP%20Pics/iu.jpg (http://i1004.photobucket.com/albums/af169/Piercer/RP%20Pics/iu.jpg)<br>(Link to picture)<br><br>Anna sat in the back of the class room like always, not paying attention, flirting with some guy. This was how history had been for her since the being of the year. Of course she should have been paying attention, and getting her grade to passing so she could graduate, however she wasn't to concerned. Never had a teacher failed her completely, and this would not be the first one to do it.<br><br>Her eyes turned to look at him. He was fairly attractive and she was sure that she could convince him to change the grade. It was just a matter of time that she would go from F to at least a B in only minutes. Smiling at the teacher once more she went back to flirting.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Student (Piercer &amp; Jester)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jester</strong> on <strong>19-07-2009, 23:36:26</strong>
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				James Arthurs sighed when the bell finally rang. He had been having trouble with this class all term. <br><br>They were just not dedicated or even trying to pass and he did not really know what else he could do. James was six foot and the youngest of the teachers at the school. He assumed that his young age made the children respect him less. Well when they got great big F's then they would realise the error of their ways. <br><br>"Oh Anna. Can you stay behind? I just wanted to discuss your last essay if thats ok?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Student (Piercer &amp; Jester)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Piercer</strong> on <strong>19-07-2009, 23:45:02</strong>
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				Following the man she had been flirting with to the door she ran her hands down his chest and then looked to Mr. Arthurs. Nodding she leaned in and kissed the boy, making sure Mr. Arthurs had seen her before she turned back and walked towards his desk.<br><br>Her short black skirt showing her perfect thighs and legs. Most teachers all they need as a good look at her or a long touch to pass her. She was hoping this would work with him as well. "What about my essay? I thought it was pretty decent."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Student (Piercer &amp; Jester)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jester</strong> on <strong>25-07-2009, 16:36:19</strong>
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				James did not even look at her as she approached. He was not fazed by her piercing eyes, luscious hair or long legs. <br><br>His concentration was on the essay and he placed it on the table and turned it so that they could both read it at the same time. <br><br>"This had so much potential. You have started really well and then from just about here it looks like you began to rush it in one night." He looked up once and his deep blue eyes met hers. <br><br>"Anna. This is a fail of the stupid kind. I have no alternative."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Student (Piercer &amp; Jester)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Piercer</strong> on <strong>25-07-2009, 18:09:01</strong>
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				Her eyes looked between the essay paper and him. She would love to be able to tell him the reason of why it had been rushed, why she wish she could have finished it properly. In reality she was a good student but things at home had gotten bad and it made it hard for her to focus. It was easier to flirt her way out of everything then to actually do it.<br><br>"Well if there is not alturnitive I am just going to have to take the grade where it stands. I mean unless there is nothing i could possibly help you with Mr. Arthurs." She placed her hand on her chest the showed nicely at the top her blouse, "Anything at all."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Student (Piercer &amp; Jester)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jester</strong> on <strong>25-07-2009, 18:31:20</strong>
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				He once again missed the seductive pose as he pursed his lips in concentration. <br><br>He was sure that it would not take long to get the essay right. Her original ideas was great and it just needed some re-structuring and hey presto it would look much better.<br><br>"I think there is something you can do. If you worked a little longer on this then you could save it. I am marking till late so you can work here if you wish? If you have time?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Student (Piercer &amp; Jester)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Piercer</strong> on <strong>25-07-2009, 18:40:56</strong>
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				Smiling she picked up the paper. The smile was fake and obviously late. She couldn't believe how oblivious he was to the fact the a teenage girl was hitting on him. Most teenage boys picked up on it and quick. Some of the other male teachers at the school had been pretty simple as well.<br><br>"Of course I will get right on it, thanks." She turned around and began heading for the door once again, rolling her eyes at how stupid he was. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Student (Piercer &amp; Jester)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jester</strong> on <strong>26-07-2009, 12:08:32</strong>
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				The final bell rang but Mr Arthurs did not move. He sighed as he looked at the huge pile of piss poor marking he had to do. Mr Arthurs had hated it when he got the job here and wished that he had managed to get to a private school but then he was still only young. <br><br>He knew that most of the kids would be leaving now and that only a few teachers would be remaining. He wondered briefly if Anna really wanted to save her marks. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Student (Piercer &amp; Jester)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Piercer</strong> on <strong>26-07-2009, 17:50:46</strong>
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				Sitting at her computer she began retyping the essay. There had to be some other way to make this grade up. One that was not very conventional. Her ideas and thoughts faded from her essay and before she knew it she was in her closet looking for something very revealing and something that would draw attention to herself.<br><br>Taking in a deep breath her eyes looked over her closet as she found the perfect outfit. Laying it on her bed she smiled before moving it to her computer chair and turning in for the night.<br><br>The next day she had made it all the way through the day without getting in trouble for her clothing. She was very impressed. As she walked into Mr. Arthurs classroom she adjusted her very short plaid skirt the barely met with the black corset top she was wearing with it. Her heels clicked on the floor as she made her way to her desk. "Afternoon&nbsp; Mr. Arthurs." She beamed from her seat. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Student (Piercer &amp; Jester)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jester</strong> on <strong>28-07-2009, 23:47:04</strong>
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				He heard her enter but he did not react. He was puzzling out what one student had written in one of their essays as it made no sense to him. <br><br>Finally the click of her heels made his raise his head and as she spoke he felt his eyes drawn to her shoes. This only made the glance from feet to face a little embarrassing. <br><br>He smiled at Anna but he also felt a flush of embarrassment. He had been staring at her long legs. <br><br>"Hello Anna. How is the essay?"
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