MGT 7

    >Still chewing toothpick
    >It's 11:30 am
    >Thirty minutes until lunch
    >God dammit
    >Massage temples
    >It's been a long morning
    >"Ok, next is..."
    >A wing raises in the air
    >"Jessica, please come up."
    >This should be fun
    >She brings two other harpies with her
    >Their feathers and hair are black as night and gleam in the light
    >Damn they look soft
    >"This is my Mom and Auntie they..."
    >Tune it out
    >You ran into them once in the store
    >You know exactly where this is going
    >What was once an explanation of what they did as a job concerning working for a gossip magazine becomes inane chatter
    >Just as planned
    >"Just like Anon-kun over there."
    >What
    >"He has no wife either? Ara ara, someone should fix that..."
    >No
    >Stop that
    >You are getting eye fucked again
    >"I hear he has a neice too, shes a little Lamia, Tammy I think her name was, she calls him uncle anon!"
    >"Ara, how adorable, I wish I had a caring man like that."
    >Please no
    >Look at the rest of the class in horror
    >Lamia Milf is now eyeing you hungrily
    >God dammit
    >Lunch bell rings
    >Oh thank god
    >"Right class, please show your parents and guardians to the cafeteria, we have a special lunch prepared today."
    >They leave
    >Yank open drawer and grab the pack of Lucky Strikes
    >Light it
    >Inhale
    >exhale with a sigh
    >Frown
    >You left your lunch in the fridge in the cafeteria
    >"...Motherfucker..."


Such is the life of the Male teacher