Hier0phant
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Post by Hier0phant on Oct 6, 2015 22:18:07 GMT -6
For me she was the senior class dean's secretary and i mean damn. Imagine a younger red headed Italian version of Jamie Lee Curtis with d-cups, dat ass, and dem hips.
I remember calculus was kicking my ass because of attendance, and i decided to visit the dean for a favor during homeroom, and walked into a very x-rated scene. Secretary on her back, on the dean's desk, and the dean tearing that up, doing his thing. He yelled at me to close the door, and wait outside. I did so because now he owed me a big favor. Had my pen ready too, in case he tried to kill me. Secretary comes scurrying out pass me head down, and away. That made me nervous, while the dean calling for me made me jump. This time when i entered the room he was sitting at his desk spraying Febreeze. Nervously i stuttered "lock's broken." With a bullshit smile he demanded me to tell him my full name, and homeroom before asking me if i saw anything earlier. After the roll call i responded with a Eddie Murphy grin "Nothing why?" I couldn't look at him in the face. I spotted a family photo on the filing cabinet of him with his wife, and little daughter. He noticed it too, and we both laughed.
"So what do you want Mr.[/spoiler]?" he questioned, and i was like "Mr.[/spoiler] is my calc teacher, i can't fail. I need to keep my gpa at 3.0." The Dean responded "sure, anything else?" Getting up to leave "Nothing else." In order to reassure him that i won't snitch i told him i owed him big time. Ever since then the secretary just wasn't the same to me anymore, and the dean was on my ass 24/7 trying to get some dirt on me, but that's a tale for another time.
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