Novel & Cerita Teacher X Student

Miranda’s foot was tapping against the tiled floor in anticipation, and she kept ringing her hands over and over again. The receptionist, a man who seemed far nicer that Cara, had asked her to wait in one of the student areas. It wasn’t far from the Professor’s offices. The space was filled with squishy chairs and beanbags, along with the normal computer desks. There was even a small kitchenet at the back wall where students could make a hot drink or microwave their food.

Gao Yu looked back to see An Jing who was looking at him and forced a smile. Maybe I don’t know when I started developing feelings for her, Gao Yu said to himself. Good afternoon class” A female teacher greeted with smile. “good afternoon Ma’m” most of the class chorused. I hope you all are doing great,” The teacher said. “Yes Ma’m” Most of the student answered. “okay let’s get to today class, I will just teach from the letters you guys wrote with English language” The female teacher said as he took a file from the pile that was brought in with her.

“I hear that your stomach is hurting. Let me just prepare something for you. Maybe—” I push at him, but he bars my path. “Do you like me, Teacher? You are still young. I am not averse to having a student-teacher romantic relationship.” I almost gag in disgust. “Are you serious? Stop being a disgusting little shit.” “You are not allowed to insult your student!” “We are not in school and besides, you are also not allowed to make that revolting, vile, sickening—” “Stop! I get it already!” “So? Is your stomach really hurting or not?”

Ericka commanded in a raised voice, "All right, students, finish or not, you all pass your paper." She allocated the most engaged student, who frequently serves as her coach. "All right, Teddy, gather all the papers and arrange them neatly at your teacher's table." Before he gets there, Ericka finishes up and plans to leave the classroom. Ericka's two tired eyes suddenly meet the sight of a young, attractive man dressed in a teacher's uniform and black slacks. He is nearly six feet tall, has black hair that is neatly cut, and exudes a dapper appearance. He's grinning and giving her a lovely greeting.

Something even I wished I could be. Sasha walked in closely behind. She looked so happy and was trying to hide a smile and grin. If you knew a female who had been freshly sext and dickmatized, then it was Sasha. As usual, Mr Thomas was enjoying all the drama. He was a very unusual teacher, from coming to class late, giving out one sum and falling asleep right in front of us to spending countless lessons cracking jokes and telling stories. “So about the particular tests I had given out, I’m impressed by your performance,” he began.

If people asked me what kind of relationship I had with my teacher, it would be - extremely complicated and blissful tenant- landlord relationship but other than that,we shared a pet-,Bibi- fluffy and round fur of cuteness who gave me permanent tattoos of scratches on my left thigh. We are living in a comfortable routine but at least we are happy with the way things are. And hopefully it stays that way, until I graduate and take care of this complicated relationship between us. I stored the food in my small fridge, arranging the foods according to the labels and favourites,making sure nothing looks out of space and uncoordinated. After a warm hot shower, I busied myself with my homeworks and

"Open the book to page 54. Do the problem, I'll give you 15 minutes." "What? Is he crazy?" "15 minutes? Doing this many and difficult questions? What a cruel teacher." "Ah, if he wasn't handsome I would have cursed him in front of his face." These are all just the inner words of the students. How dare they curse directly in front of this notorious teacher. "Sir, I'm finished. May I go to the toilet?" said Juna, raising her hand. It hasn't even been 5 minutes but the man has already finished his work? Actually, Juna has filled almost all the books at home.

Paulina noticed that he had a monochromatic tattoo of a canine paw on his right arm, inside the image were the features of a canine face, and underneath were two red ideograms. Paulina sat on one of the round sofas placed near the rooms, paying attention to the way Thiago taught the young students. He had a special way of dealing with each one, adapting to their difficulties and characteristics. Even the most withdrawn were encouraged by Padilha's enthusiasm and charisma, as had happened with her after she met him.

"Now to make sure you're learning something and not just milking me for backrubs," the teacher said, "I want you to see if you can pick out some things I've done that you could imitate in your own activities." Her student was too busy groaning in pleasure as Candy worked an elbow in along her spine to reply. When it suddenly stopped, her eyes opened and she seemed to gradually remember she'd been called on by teacher. "Oh. Sorry. Um... I don't know, you rubbed my neck and my back. Isn't that it?"

“Helen tampered with your phone when she held you hostage. That's why we couldn't see each other's text. I will deal with her for hurting my student.” Diane's face beamed with a huge smile, and I almost lost focus. She was so beautiful and sexy with those blue eyes shimmering once again. “I love when you call me your student.” She gleamed. “Is there anything special about that?” I shrugged as I packed in front of her house gate. “I am employed to take care of my students because their parents left them in our care. That's what teachers should do.” “Yeah, yeah, you're right.” She swallowed, taking a deep breath. “There is nothing special.”