Occasionally another teacher might say something more genial like "Morning Joe". It seems like the teachers are more associates than friends.I go into...my class room and find the usual mess I leave there each night. There's a pile of unmarked papers on the desk, I better get round to doing those in my first period. I haven't got a class first. I sit down and wait for the inevitable moment.Somewhere in the distance, a bell shrills.I hate that bell, I think no matter what I did, I could never. ‘’Mmmmmmm’’ he managed to say as we kissed and he smiled….Well, I thought, it’s was me that was on the hunt for some cock, so I moved my hand to his rather large bulge in his trousers, and I could feel his leg trembling. I undid his trousers and dropped to my knees. He pulled down his boxers and his cock sprung into view. It looked lovely, just hanging there, waiting for me to lick it into life. I didn’t waste any time as this guy was supposed to be at work… and I have a ‘job to do’.I moved. Maybe that would help her deal with the problem she was trying to cope with. The doorbell rang. Lois opened it and Bobby came in, carrying a thick manila envelope. ‘I’m not keeping you from anything, am I, Mrs. Tillman?’ he asked, looking around. ‘No,’ Lois replied. ‘Is that the play?’ she asked, nodding toward the folder. ‘Ah…yeah, here in this folder,’ Bobby replied, and handed it to her. Lois took the folder, then looked at Bobby. ‘Would you like some hot chocolate, Bobby?’ she asked. She. Do you still want the job?"I guess that deep inside me there must have been some brazen hussy because I smiled and said, "I get that and money too? Hell yes I want the job." Okay, you're hired."He got up and put on his pants and then he picked up the phone."I'm ready Paul" and then he walked back to me and offered me a hand to help me up. "Come on my dear. You are on the payroll now and we have places to go and things to do."There was a limo waiting at the curb when we walked out the front door.