Spamano: Teacher's PetBuzz buzz buzzMore Like This
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Buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz- smack!
Fuck. I can't believe this. Not again! I throw the covers off of myself and look down; oh yeah, I went to bed with my pants on last night. It's a good thing I did, but my legs are still sticky and covered with goddamn it. What the hell was I- my face burns red when I remember the dream I had last night. That bastard, get out of my fucking head!
Buzz buzz buzz buzz
Aw, shut up. I slam my hand down onto the snooze button as my first instinct. I look at the time. Fuck. I jump out of bed and pull my clothes off and spring into the bathroom to wipe myself down. How the hell did I sleep in? Stupid fucking alarm clock, can't do anything right!
I don't give a fuck about school, not like that idiotic brother of mine, but if I ditch school one more time, my grandfather's going to kill me. And if I get another tardy, I get detention, and that mean
Spamano: Teacher's Pet 2Funny how flustered I got worrying about detention all day, when right now I'm happily back into that hot, wet warmth.More Like This
Yeah. Carriedo has me on the edge of his desk, the dirty bastard, standing in front of me with our bodies pressed against one another. I can't even remember how we got to this; I was determined to just take out my books and pretend to do some work, but somehow we ended up like this. The door locked, kissing passionately, something burning inside us both - in my cheeks, in my chest, in my groin
He nips my bottom lip playfully, making a seductive sound, and he licks it, long and sensual. I let out a soft groan, bastard. I'm tempted to wrap my legs around his waist, but that will just give him some sort of "go for it" vibe, so I resist. I don't want to slip any further, no matter how much I want to.
I pull back and glare at him, "Shouldn't you be telling me to do my homework or something?"
"Ah, but it's after school hours, Lovino," he chuckles, speaking to me as if
Olive TreeOnce upon a time, there was a young farmer. He was nice and generous enough, and fairly handsome in a bright-green-eyes and curly-brown-hair short of way, but because he was human and humans are all flawed, he also oblivious and had motivational issues some times, preferring to sleep away the day rather than work in his fields.More Like This
But on the whole, he was a good person. His name was Antonio, and he'll be our protagonist.
Antonio was a fairly decent farmer. Some years he had huge crops, others smaller, and some years there was drought and some years there were fires, but his life was mostly uneventful.
But one day, as he was harvesting tomatoes, the summer sun beating down on his back and the dirt worming it's way in between his bare toes, the earth split open. It wasn't dramatic. It was more that Antonio looked down, and saw a winding, lightening bolt shape wiggle between his feet. His eyes followed it, and he dropped his load of tomatoes as he began to follow it across his field.