Triple Trouble, My fated mates
Mrs Smith saw with her nose swung in disgust as she waved her hand over her face, blowing away the smoke.
I narrowed my eyes at her, jolted to my feet and I blew the smoke residue on her face, she coughed and staggered back.
“Well, I thought you had stopped sleeping with the teachers– in the school premises.”
Her eyes went round at my words, and she gritted her teeth. I rolled my eyes and stared up and down at her. She always wore these tight fitted clothes, just to entice the male teachers with her tight, round butt.
Something I hated, well– because it always turned me on heat when I saw her like that. I balled my fist and stepped closer to her, staring at her lips, painted sharp red.
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