2 XAVIER

2 XAVIER

I thank whatever fucking god that all of these idiots are finally done with this class.

I have taught English literature for three years now.

Each year has been a different experience for me.

The first year was by far the best.

I was a new professor.

Twenty three years old.

I was so excited for my first real year teaching.

I was excited to prove to the world that I didn't get the job just because my father is the dean.

At the start of my first year of teaching, I was the shiny new toy. All of my students loved me, and seemed to love my teachings.

When the first year ended and the second year began, I was not prepared for the influx of young girls, students, throwing themselves at me. 

I was disgusted.

It's an unspoken tradition at this school that every professor would end up sleeping with a student by the end of their second year teaching.

That didn't happen with me.

The students we have here, or at least the ones I end up teaching, are all spoiled rich kids. The girls are bratty, and not in the way I like. 

Not a single one of them have been able to make my dick hard in the slighest fucking bit.

When i needed a good fuck, i would go to Raindrop’s, a bar in town. It's the only one I would never encounter any of my students at, since the bouncer actually enforces the law. None of my students are twenty one. I get all of the freshmen.

This last year of teaching nearly made me quit. 

Usually, mu classes are a good mix of both boys and girls. It made the seduction attempts limited.

Not this year.

I only had three boys. Three.

I taught four classes, with fifty students in each.

Do the math.

I've dealt with blatant flirting, and borderline sexual harassment, from several of the more braver female students.

All year long.

I nearly blew my fucking head in.

Allison Vaughn has been the worst one.

One time, she even took her dress off in front of me.

After that, I had a camera installed in here and made it known that the footage was reviewed by the security staff. Any hints of seduction stopped from that point on.

Or, at least, the more obvious hints stopped.

I still got the stares.

I still got the promiscuous flirting.

Especially from fucking allison vaughn.

Thank god she's out of my class.

Finally,

“Mr. Keller, may I stay after class to speak to you about the assignment?” Elizabeth Garner, one of Allison's friends, asks me, standing from her seat as the rest of the class begins to pack their bags.

“What assignment, Lizzy?” Allison asks her, arms crossed and flames practically coming out of her ears as she stares at her friend in anger.

“Um, well, the one he assigned?” she responds, though it sounds more like a question than anything.

Elizabeth is staring at Allison in terror, her hands shaking slightly.

“He did not assign anything today, elizabeth. Its the last day of school. We just finished our final exams.” Allison's words are angry as she steps towards Elizabeth slowly.

I lean back in my chair and groan silently.

“Girls.'' At once, the entire room of girls stares directly at me. This is the class with no boys in it.

“I hope you all have an amazing summer. I will have the exams graded and posted by midnight. May you all make some great new memories this summer and during the remainder of your time at this school. I hope you all enjoy being sophomores next year.” 

With that, I dismiss the lot of them. 

A few of them, including Allison, stop at my desk while the rest of the students leave, Elizabeth practically running out of the doors.

“So, Mr. Keller. Do you have a busy summer plan? Because my parents are letting me have the family home in california for the summer. I'm going to be there bored, and all alone. Just in case you wanted to keep me some company.'' Allison flirts, a lock of hair wrapped around her finger as she gazes at me through her lashes.

I shake my head right away, staring at her in clear disgust.

“Not interested, Ms. Vaughn. That would be highly inappropriate, as you have been all school year. I suggest you learn from your mistakes and don't do the same thing to your next teacher. I'm sure the school board, and your parents, would not be pleased by your actions this year.” looking at the rest of the students, who all stare at me in shock, I continue. “I suggest the same for all of you guys. Now, i must begin grading the exams now.”