Teacher a Short Novel Under Construction Chapter 17
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Meg fixed them supper, hot dogs and rolls with red cabbage out of a can plus a leafy salad with tomatoes and carrots. She had been cleaning out his refrigerator. He told her about Joe Shorts and his mother and their grand home and various antiques, big lawn and old trees.
"She looks, I don't know, fragile, very thin. She's a worrier, a stylish worrier, a Jewish mother." He laughed. "You know what I mean."
"All mothers are worriers, it's part of the package. Perfectly normal."
"His father may call me. I left my number."
"I changed mine at school. Miss Price didn't bat an eye." She grinned at him.
"Shall we get married?" he asked quietly, leaning back and smiling at her. "You know I love you." He blinked at her, hesitating. "Well, don't you?"
"No, thanks, fine proposal, sir, if a bit on the plain side, but I think I'd rather live in sin for a while, new experience. They still call it that? What's better for income tax? How old are you anyhow?"
"Joint filing is better I think. My wife did all that. Recently I just hired an accountant." He smiled at her. "I'm a hundred and two, I think, most days, lately a bit less. Creaky you might say. Uninsurable but eager to learn."
"OK, lets, why not, lots of people do, have for some time I'm told, acceptable behavior and all that. We can get married I guess. I mean, why not?" She smiled and took a bite of her hotdog. "Never planned on being one of those old maid school teachers."
"When? Who do you have to tell? You go to church? Shall I ask your father?" Oh damn, again, from deep in his brain came the aching want, the hope commingled with fear. Faith, please, whoever is my god, grant me faith. I beg of you almighty one, please. I can do the rest, but faith I need, everything else rests on that. "Marriage, I read somewhere, is healthy, good for you. Church?"
"Not much. I was a Catholic, but I quit, the abortion fight was too much for me." She had turned away and not seen him close his eyes in silent prayer.
"Civil ceremony then, court house, a JP?" He conjured up a smile, burying his want, his fears. "Maybe on the basketball court, say at halftime."
"No sir, not on your life, you silly man. Hah! I want a church wedding, m'lad, a big one, long white dress, Mendelssohn, flower girls, bride's maids, the whole magillah, lots of presents and a cake, a big cake, rice and tin cans, everything. My folks go to church." She smiled at him. "They can afford it." She paused and closed her eyes. "Oh yes. And a reception, a big party afterwards, a ripsnorter, at the country club I think." She grinned at him. "When's the last time you got drunk?"
"OK, you've got it, whatever you want. Both your parents still alive? We've never talked about this you know?" He had expected that to stir up some demons, but it did not happen. His subconscious was dormant, very unusual. Have to think about that. Something was not right. Or perhaps. He tried to remember the first time, the wedding, the apartment. He could not even recall who had been his best man.
"Yep, both of them. My mother will be overjoyed. She's been saying rosaries, making novenas. Asks me weekly. I'm like Kate in the play, but not the oldest, just the one they were waiting on. Not really patiently either, especially after I got unengaged. It will probably have to be in Mechanicsburg, at St. Joseph's probably, and my father, my poor father will have to foot the bill."
"I'll help."
"You will not. The very idea! Silly man, the bridegroom is an accessory, barely necessary, ornamental, an appendix. You just have to show up properly attired and mumble, looking attentive, subservient."
"I can do that. When? Flower in the lapel? Tux? Tails? What? Can you rent clothes up there?"
"After graduation. Late June I suppose. June's the month to get married in isn't it? The merry month of June."
"Absolutely." It's all going well, it is too well, the calm before what? Hard to believe. Must be doing something right for a change.
"We have to send out invitations, engraved ones, and have parties, lots of parties, and I have to tell my sisters who will be green with envy, both of them. They're teachers, well one's a principal now and the other's in grad school, and they're still trolling."
"That what you call it?"
The phone rang.
He answered and listened. The call lasted two or three minutes, and he said almost nothing except, "Thank you, sir. Yes, I agree. He's a good boy. I hope you can get to a game or two."
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"OK, let's start with some definitions. What's a Progressive?" He mentally took a deep breath, diving in to the same old pool. Hope I drown, said something deep inside. The pool of despair, again and again and again. "Mr. Thompson, I know this is off the subject, but yesterday you said we used to have two school systems around here. That right?" The teacher nodded. "Uh huh. For about a hundred years." "How come I never heard of that?" The young black man looked offended or...
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They then give them to their twin daughters for their eighteenth birthday present. The trap was sprung on the second day of the new school year as the two teachers surrendered their freedom to keep from being sent back to Mexico to face charges. Three days later each of the teachers through different paths, have now accepted their fates, and are starting to embrace their servitude. Although you can read this as a standalone story, to get a better idea of how they got here you should read the...
Summer was coming to an end soon for Jenna Michaels. In two weeks she would begin her senior year of high school. Everyone knew Jenna was the school's queen bee. She had been since her sophomore year. She was tall and athletically built with long light brown hair and matching eyes. She was the star of the volleyball team, holding nearly every school record for the sport. Her light brown eyes scanned the crowd at the event that Mid-City High always held in the final two weeks of summer. A Meet...
BDSMDawn crawled after her Mistress into the kitchen to the bowls sitting on the floor. “Eat up slut; it might be awhile before you eat again.” She dropped her head down to the bowl of kibbles and started to eat. It was dry and tasteless especially after sitting out all night. After finishing all the food she moved over to the water dish and drank her fill. For the first time in what seemed like days her belly was full, she looked up at her Mistress and said “Thank you for the food Mistress.”...
Twelve years her senior, Jack was without doubt the most considerate lover Chloe had ever had the pleasure to know, in stark contrast to the previous men in her life who seemed only to have their own interests at heart. In some ways Jack was a little too considerate, a real gentleman, but it was a minor complaint. Right at that moment, Chloe could hardly be happier. A lingering kiss was followed by a promise to see her again that evening, her lover's exit leaving Chloe to hug the pillow...
Chloe stood shamefaced, her life an abject mess. Humble mumbled apologies went unheeded. "Come closer, Miss Hunt," Mason beckoned. Hands behind back like a naughty schoolgirl, Chloe shuffled forward to stand face to face with the head, though he remained seated. A towering presence in the mould of a typical 1950's authoritarian, Mason was able to recall with fondness the days when corporal punishment was encouraged. In these more liberal modern times, however, any such indiscretion was...
PERSIAN STYLE VENGEACE ??????????????????????????????????????????????? TEACHER HAS NEW TOYS By Sonya Esperanto ([email protected]) These are Mr X?s characters, a non profit story and for people above 18. Synopsis: About some superheroines who fall under blackmail and become the bdsm slave of a high school teacher who really hates their popularity. (This story takes place in an alternate world similar to DC Comics? Vertigo title ?Y the Last Man?, where a virus had been...