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I was late again, I couldn’t fucking believe it. Today of all days, Principal Bitch had to come into my office making a nuisance of herself for fifteen minutes. Anyone would think she knew I was rushing and what was waiting for me.

Once she left I could hardly wait to jump up from my desk and dash out of the door behind her. I didn’t even bother locking it, I just took off down the corridor as fast as possible without actually running. I didn’t want that cow berating me again right now.

My feet carried me towards the gym, my mind was elsewhere. I was lost in hopes, fantasies and desires. Just thinking about it was making the blood rush to my cock. I hoped she was wearing those stockings again.

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