Teacher’s Secret

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The scent of chalk hangs in the air, but tonight, something else is in the room. I watch her, a slow smile spreading across my face. She turns, revealing a glimpse of her breast. Her eyes meet mine, a silent invitation. I reach out, my fingers tracing the outline of her tattoo. This classroom feels hotter than any lecture.

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