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- Posted: Thu, 04 Oct 2012 06:28:34 +0000
She couldn't help but snicker, lighting her own cigarette before putting away her tin and slumping down next to him. With the release of smoke from her nostrils, she felt the pressure of school start to melt "Now since when have either of us found any of our classes that important?" she said with a smirk, taking another drag. "If you really want to know though, it's history." she released the grey cloud from her lungs.
Lynn hated history, not because of the subject but rather the teacher. He was perverted, *****, scum. He would always stare down each girl, placing them all in assigned seats just to have the girls with the biggest knockers up front. She would give him threatening nasty looks when he tried to take a peek at her, but that wouldn't stop him for long. The thought of him eye raping her made her start to subconsciously take longer pulls, quickening the cigarette which is something she hated doing.