Youth can be forgiven

Author: Qin Shou

(i)

From the first moment I saw Ms. Chu, I had already vilely developed evil thoughts.

It was the early 1990s when I was seventeen years old and a sophomore in high school.

Seventeen years old is the age when every boy is full of vigor, at least half of the cells inside the brain are filled with pornography, and the youthful fluttering and longing can’t be suppressed, and will always find a way to come out of the woodwork.

Unfortunately, the surroundings are anything but.

I went to a key high school in the country are ranked, everyone in the city knows, as long as you can get into this high school is the same as a foot has crossed into the university, you can hold your head up proudly by the parents praised as the pride of the whole family can also get relatives and friends of the word “good boy” of appreciation.

But as we all know, there is also a loud and honorable synonym for key high schools, called “ugly girls’ camps”.

The higher the promotion rate of a major high school, the more ugly girls there are, and the degree of ugliness of each ugly girl is perfectly proportional to the ranking of her grades. It is said that when the honorable head teacher inspects each class, if he wants to know who the top student is, he doesn’t even have to look at the report card, he just has to look directly at the girls’ faces, and that’s right! The one with the most striking and creative face would be the one.

–Pretty girls are always relatively less willing to suffer, and if you can’t suffer, you’re never going to get into the high school that all the kids in the city are clamoring to get into. This is the direct cause of the growing number of girls of all types that affect the cityscape.

Of course, the situation of the boys is not much better, although it is not so much as to touch the eyes of all the crooked melon cracked rat head toad eyes, but really can end up on the stage there are really not many. The vast majority of them are like me, neither handsome nor disgusting, in addition to the five features are honestly step by step outside to find what advantages, in addition to pimples more luxuriant in addition to also can not find what shortcomings of the general generation.

Growing up in such an environment of “truth, goodness and ugliness” was really a painful thing for us, the successors of the communist cause, and it could even be said to have seriously damaged our hearts and souls that loved the good life and the proletarian aesthetics that should have been correctly established at an early age. The only good thing about it was that the bourgeois decadence of “early love” was firmly stifled – no, I should say that it basically didn’t even have a chance to emerge.

It was under these circumstances that Mr. Zhu appeared in my sight and intruded into the trajectory of my life.

I’ll never forget it. The day was April 14th.

In the last study session of the afternoon, I was in the middle of intensely copying the homework that my deskmate had just finished when the homeroom teacher suddenly walked in, followed by a beautiful woman in her early twenties.

“Students, please stop all homework at hand and look up this way.”

The class teacher yelled at the top of his voice, signaling everyone to pay attention to him, but all the students’ gazes coincidentally crossed over his respectable pockmarked face, and swishly gathered on the body of the pretty girl behind him, for five seconds, the class was silent.

–Wow! This chick is so hot wow!

I heard a voice inside me marveling in this way, the Stephen Chow line almost coming out of my mouth, and my eyes immediately glazed over.

“This is the new trainee teacher!” I only heard the homeroom teacher introducing everyone, “She teaches language, and from today onwards, she will officially teach the students, as well as doubling up as the homeroom teacher. Come on, let’s all welcome her.”

Thunderous applause rang out, it was I who took the lead and clapped the hardest, so excited that I even slapped my palms red.

Hooray! What a great day! It’s so exciting that there’s a big beautiful girl in the ugly girl camp.

Until today, I still clearly remember the first time I met this female intern teacher. At that time, she was wearing a purple sweater with jeans; her watery eyes were clear and moving, a light smile appeared on her perfect cheeks with a slight blush, and the black ponytail at the back of her head was flung out, making her look like a college student just out of school, with a youthful and enthusiastic atmosphere all over her body.

Amidst the applause, the young female trainee teacher walked to the center of the podium, bowed, and graciously began to introduce herself.

“My name is Zhu Shanxin, I just graduated from the teacher training center. I studied in the Chinese department, I’m very happy to meet my classmates, so everyone can call me Ms. Zhu from now on!” As she said this, she turned around and picked up the chalk, writing her name squarely on the blackboard.

And forever etched in my heart.

But at the time, I didn’t even look carefully at what she was writing, what my eyes noticed was that Ms. Zhu, who was writing with her back to the class, had such a beautiful posture, and her jeans outlined her slender legs and rounded buttocks to the fullest.

And when she turned back around, I couldn’t help but be dumbfounded at the sight of those very striking, bulging, high, plump breasts, and let out an exaggerated whimper with my mouth wide open.

-Oh my god, wearing such a thick sweater, it’s amazing that it can still bulge out so obviously, how big those tits should be!

The thought flashed into my mind, and suddenly my heart was pounding like a deer in headlights, and my crotch showed signs of congestion violently.

Teacher Zhu put down her chalk, smiled sweetly and said, “Classmates, can you all introduce yourselves? Teacher would like to get to know you too!”

At her request, from the front row to the back row, one by one, the students stood up and began to briefly introduce themselves. The words they said were all the same, just “My name is so-and-so, how old am I, what are my grades, what are my hobbies” and so on.

It’s so boring!

It’s not easy to come by a beautiful woman, so I should always put on a good show. Thinking like this, I quickly fired up my brain cells, and in no time at all, I had a belted speech.

Before long, it was my turn. I stood up deliberately slowly, cleared my throat, and rattled off a recitation as if I were speaking in rapid-fire.

“My name is Wen Yan; gender, male; composition, member of the Communist Youth League; marital status, unmarried; no previous convictions so far; born after the Cultural Revolution, grew up under the Red Flag; not beautiful in looks, not ugly in mind; not long in hair, not short in insight; not guilty of big mistakes, not constantly making small ones; not low in IQ, not high in scores; with a thievish heart and courage, and with no bad hobbies.”

The class roared with laughter, drowning out my speech.

I couldn’t hide my smugness as I looked up at the beautiful female trainee teacher on the podium. Was it really because I wanted to express myself and impress her in a unique way, or was it because from the very beginning, deep down, there was a desire to provoke her? Honestly, even I can’t remember.

I only remember that she couldn’t help but laugh, but those black and white eyes looked at me meaningfully, as if she already knew all about my inner world, and then signaled to the next student to start introducing themselves amidst the laughter of the class.

Perhaps to others, this was just a childish ploy by a young immature teenager, yet to this day I am stubbornly convinced that from that moment on she remembered me as a student, just as I remembered her fondly.

In an environment where there are only a handful of beautiful women, the sudden arrival of such a beautiful female trainee teacher creates a sensational effect that can be imagined.

Not even two days later, Ms. Zhu became a well-known figure throughout the school. From the moralistic head teacher down to the janitor in the communication room, there was no one who didn’t know about her. Even her personal information was widely circulated, and according to reliable sources, she was only 22 years old, had just graduated from the Chinese Department of the Teacher’s Training Center, and would be interning at the school for half a year, and might even stay on at that time.

In other words, such a beautiful teacher will be in our class for at least half a year, and all the students in the other sophomore classes are so jealous that some of them are said to have requested to transfer to our class to experience a good learning atmosphere, even though our class is the bottom of the list every time we are evaluated on our yearly grades.

Every day after Mr. Zhu finished his class, the corridor outside the classroom would always become lively. All of them were boys, some coming over to chat with their friends in the class, some coming over to borrow textbooks, and some passing by on the pretext of going to the restroom. They ranged from freshmen to seniors. So we could often see the spectacle of people not using the vacant restroom on their floor, but coming up four floors to stand in the long line.

On campus, wherever Mr. Zhu goes, he is always surrounded by a large number of “stargazers”.

She is not only beautiful, and there is no high and mighty frame, no matter with whom to speak is amiable, pretty face always with a gentle, sweet intoxicating smile. Coupled with the age of not older than us a few years, many topics have a common language, almost all students are willing to get close to her, during recess all rush to get up to chat, even if it is close to take a look.

There’s only one exception, and that’s me!

I always avoided it, never joined the group, never even looked it in the eye, and appeared completely disinterested.

“You guys who are bigots, don’t act like you haven’t seen a woman in hundreds of years, okay?”

I scoffed at my friends and laughed at them. It turned out that they all looked up to me, called me “Brother Wen”, and swore that they would always keep a distance from the oppressive class like teachers, so that they would not fall into the role of the teacher’s henchmen and accomplices like the “three good students” and class cadres, but they never imagined that after the arrival of the beautiful teacher, all these ambitions were defeated in front of the “beauty plan”, and each of them was successfully united and became a traitor. After the arrival of a beautiful teacher, these ambitions in front of the “beauty plan” are all unbearable, one by one were successful unification of the war, become a betrayal of the people’s shameful defectors.

This shows how charismatic Mr. Chu is.

I have to admit that although on the surface I pretended not to care about her, the desire to get close to her was actually much stronger than any of the others deep down. It’s just that I couldn’t save face, refused to give up my reserve, and wasn’t willing to show it like the other students.

I was like a clown hiding in a dark corner, only daring to secretly admire her from afar, catching her knitted brows and noticing her every move.

Occasionally she seemed to notice my gaze, and her eyes would look past the crowd that surrounded her to me, giving me a friendly, slight smile that I always immediately avoided looking at, or coldly ignored.

In the past, I hated the boring language class, but now, language class has become my favorite, because in the classroom, I can openly, unblinking gaze at Mr. Zhu, the whole forty-five minutes.

Chatting, small movements, desertion, reading pornographic books. All of these habits since elementary school, in the language class, all miraculously eliminated, I became a good student of the most disciplined classroom, attentive eyes seriously follow the figure on the podium, not a moment to relax.

But in fact, the real connotation of this “seriousness” is nasty – I still did not listen to a word of the classroom content, attracted my full attention, is the teacher’s youthful and sexy body. Her breasts, her waist, her hips, her legs.

Suffice it to say that Ms. Zhu’s arrival not only made me see the beauty of women for the first time in reality, it was also the first time I felt the temptation emanating from a woman’s developed and matured flesh. And the latter was far superior to the former.

Compared to her, those female students in the class, one by one, were simply like small children who hadn’t started to develop yet!

The most obvious difference, their breasts were all still just small mushrooms that had just emerged from the ground, and could only be said to have a slight outline, whereas Ms. Zhu’s chest was a pair of extremely conspicuous fullness pancake, the curves were bulging and convex, and it would be very difficult not to attract other people’s eyes.

I spent at least ninety percent of my classes staring at her breasts, imagining the voluptuous, tantalizing shapes inside her shirt, my gaze vile and greedy.

In fact, if it were in today’s environment where “boobies” are flying all over the place and Japan’s huge breasts army is filling up the screen, this female trainee teacher’s bust size, although greater than ordinary people, would not cause too much shock. However, in the early nineties, as far as the eye could see, there were girls with flat breasts like rubbing boards or a little bit of curvature, in contrast, Ms. Zhu’s breasts appeared to be particularly large and fleshy, which could easily make people have evil thoughts.

Especially when she walks fast, chest that pair of full breasts will be with the pace of very eye-catching joyful bouncing, such as two large groups of rich jelly like shaking shake, every time I look at the dumbfounded nosebleed are going to flow out.

Of course, I was not the only one, and so were all the other boys in the class. For us boys in the midst of puberty, such obvious femininity was a huge temptation that was impossible to ignore or resist.

“Ms. Chu’s breasts are so big, tsk tsk.”

“Yeah. I’m drooling just looking at it.”

“I really want to grab a handful of it hard, it must feel superb.” These were the words that the diehards couldn’t help but salivate and utter every time they got together to talk about Mr. Zhu.

“How is just grabbing a handful enough? I’m also going to hold her ass and thrust it in hard from behind and fuck her to orgasm.”

My best friend, Jian, was making lewd gestures of “hee-yo hee-yo” as he talked with a fluttering brow, which was quite comical.

“Hey, hey, wake up! Don’t have a wet dream in the middle of the day, you think you’re writing a pornographic novel?”

I scoffed and laughed at him. This guy is a masturbation fanatic, it is said that since elementary school secretly wrote “unbearable” text, all the surrounding girls who have a little bit of beauty to masturbate all the way, until come to this really can not find beautiful girls in the key high school.

“What’s wrong with having a wet dream? Don’t you?” Ah Jian rationalized, “Sexual fantasies are originally a man’s right!”

I didn’t have the heart to say, “Can’t you do anything useful besides fantasize?”

“What can I do? Can we still go peek at the teacher’s panties like in Truancy?”

The diehards all laughed lustfully and lewdly, but obviously took it as a joke and not seriously.

“Why not?” Jian retorted, “We dared to peek at a girl’s panties in middle school, why don’t we dare to look at hers now?”

Several people were stunned, ravenous for a moment, then they all wore thumping expressions.

“Good idea! Right on.” “Yeah, yeah, I think we can consider it.” “Wouldn’t it be a bit too risky, after all, she’s a teacher.” “Silly, the riskier the more exciting.” “But I’d rather peek at her big boobs.”

Youthful turmoil boiled in the blood, and these diehards quickly reached a high degree of consensus.

They made a solemn oath to the sacred flag: from today onwards, they will go all out to spy on Ms. Zhu and try to record the style of her bra and the color of her panties every day for better sexual fantasies.

I didn’t comment on it, pretending not to be too concerned. In fact, my heart is more eager than anyone else to peep into Ms. Zhu’s private secrets, but I subconsciously have a kind of “exclusive” idea, even if it is peeping, but also prefer to act alone, do not want to join with this group of guys to join in the fun.

They really did what they said they would do, and began to take action the next day. The methods are very old-fashioned, for example, when Ms. Zhu passes by in class, someone pretends to accidentally touch the books down on the ground, the kind-hearted Ms. Zhu usually bends down to help pick them up, and someone takes the opportunity to take a glance into her neckline. For example, when Ms. Zhu was wearing a skirt on the stairs, a person deliberately went up to her and chatted with her to distract her attention, while at the same time there was another person on the lower staircase who looked up and peeked under her skirt. The list goes on and on.

As to whether these methods were really effective and how many times they actually succeeded, it was unknown. In any case, the diehards would talk about their results with great gusto almost every day, talking about it with a nose, and then together showing lewd expressions of hee-haw and lewd laughter.

Every time I listen to them talk about this, I have conflicting feelings, on the one hand, I enjoy it, as if my curiosity is also satisfied, and physically I feel a kind of evil pleasure; on the other hand, yet there is a kind of hidden jealousy and resentment, as if my own things are being invaded by someone, and it feels quite unpleasant.

Of course, these two emotions I did not reveal, on the surface is still playing the appearance of a free and aboveboard, the diehard how to blow the sky high, I also just a light smile.

One afternoon, they were up to their old tricks again. Study class, sitting in front of my left old iron raised his hand to ask for advice on classroom problems, Mr. Zhu came over, stood beside the desk to explain to him seriously, sitting in the front row of the A Jian immediately took out a small mirror, turned back to me to scowl twice, followed by stood up, sneakily put the mirror from the back of the stretch to Mr. Zhu’s skirt.

It was a blue denim skirt, just above knee length, in fact the style was still quite conservative, the mirror only printed out two round knees. Ah Jian adjusted the angle several times, but also failed to see the mystery of the depths, but he was not discouraged, while nervously watching out for Ms. Zhu’s movements, while boldly probing the mirror closer to the bottom of the skirt. Finally, a section of white thigh appeared on the mirror, and then moved upwards more and more.

My heart was pounding and I was holding my breath, I was about to see Ms. Zhu’s panties with my own eyes, which made me full of anticipation. But when I happened to turn my head, I was amazed to find several boys around me all staring at the mirror in fascination, all waiting to have a good look, everyone’s eyes were glowing with lust and competing to be the first to protrude, reminiscent of a goldfish.

Somehow I felt suddenly annoyed and wanted to gouge out these horny eyes.

–Don’t lecture anymore, teacher! Get it over with. Otherwise you’ll be seen.

I chanted anxiously in my mind, hoping that she would finish her speech and leave, so that she wouldn’t be “raped” by these perverts.

Mr. Zhu was very patient. But the old iron that bastard, deliberately looking for a whole lot of questions, endless advice, Mr. Zhu’s patience is really good, all of them in detail to answer, it seems that a moment or three moments can not leave, this can be how to do good?

In desperation, I pulled off a strand of hair and scratched my nostrils, and with an “A-spray-“, I sneezed extremely loudly.

Jian was so startled that he reflexively shrank back into his seat, moving faster than a rabbit. And at least half of the class looked back and stared, thinking I was being weird, and quite a few of them gave me blank stares.

However, Ms. Zhu didn’t turn around, still explaining the topic seriously, as if she was thunderstruck when she was doing her job, and nothing could make her suffer.

Ah Jian saw that there is no danger, shocked, patted his chest, glared at me, and quietly got up and stretched his arms again. It seems that this kid is determined today, and will not stop until he achieves his goal.

I was full of anger, but I couldn’t be bothered to snap, so I secretly reached under my desk and hooked my foot and flicked his chair to the side.

For a few minutes after that, Ah Jian peeped unscrupulously under Ms. Zhu’s skirt, but fortunately, due to the tautness of the denim group, the higher up the light became dimmer, he eventually did not get what he wanted, but only peeped into more thigh skin.

Seeing that Mr. Zhu’s explanation was coming to an end, Ah Jian reluctantly took back the mirror and sat back on the chair. Only to hear a “thud” sound, he sat in the air, fell to the ground in a terrible mess.

This time the whole class turned around at the sound and erupted into a fit of raucous laughter at the sight.

Teacher Zhu also finally paid attention to it, busy turning around to pick up Jian, concerned and asked him repeatedly if he had fallen and hurt himself.

Jian’s face was so embarrassed that he couldn’t say anything but shake his head vigorously.

“How did you fall down when you were fine?”

Mr. Chu asked curiously.

Ah Jian stammered and mumbled, not daring to confess me out under my grim gaze. But Mr. Zhu was smart as ice, and looking at the chair that had been rattled to the side, he immediately understood what was going on.

“Fumiwa-san, were you the one who removed his chair?”

I nodded, “Yes.”

Teacher Zhu frowned slightly, “It’s class time, how can you pull a prank like that? Besides what if you hurt someone by falling.”

I should say that her tone was still gentle, but I came to a halt. Come on, I’m avenging you! It’s really not good to be nice.

“I’m not being mischievous, teacher!”

I snapped back, speaking very harshly, the smell of gunpowder audible to anyone.

“So what are you doing?”

I kept my head down and put on a defiant, uncooperative stance.

Mr. Zhu didn’t have a fit, looked at me thoughtfully for a while, and left a sentence “Come to the office after school!”. Mr. Zhu didn’t get mad at me, but left a sentence that said, “Come to the office after school!

I think she must have gone to the homeroom teacher to tell her off. I’m sure she went to the homeroom teacher! Anyway, in the eyes of all the teachers, I belong to a “handful” of “stubborn elements” that seriously affect class discipline and repeatedly undermine the good situation of stability and unity, and I have long been blacklisted. It’s just a matter of being scolded again, I’ve already developed immunity, who’s afraid of who!

(ii)

Surprisingly, Mr. Chu didn’t sue me.

When I walked into the office, the homeroom teacher was indeed there, and his old man, along with all the other teachers, gave me a scornful look when he saw me, guessing that I had committed another crime and been caught red-handed.

“Wenyan, what’s going on? Did you mess up study hall again? Huh?”

The class teacher to do a clear understanding of the shape of the drink, a face of majesty, almost like the bag Qingtian like a shock wood heavy beat, drink order unruly people kneel down to be tried.

“No no!” Before I could say anything, Mr. Chu had already cut me off, “There are some homework questions I’d like to discuss with him.”

The homeroom teacher let out an “oh” and picked up her bag and left for work. Ms. Zhu took me to a secluded corner and sat me down at her desk across from her.

“Wenyan-san, do you know why I called you here?”

“Know. Because I disrupted the classroom order, violated the school rules and regulations, and disrupted public security, I am sorry for the hard work of my teachers and parents, and I am sorry for my country and its people.”

I said it all in one breath like I was memorizing it, all the usual lines that I read and knew, and it simply came out of my mouth.

Teacher Zhu let out a giggle and laughed: “Wenyan, I found that you have a talent for making fun, you can grow up to be a comedian.”

I said sarcastically, “It’s happening, my ambition is to be a clown in the circus!”

“I know, you wrote about it in your essay.”

Teacher Zhu smiled and opened the drawer, took out the one with my name from a pile of composition books, and placed it on the desktop.

It was the last semester’s essay book, and there was a proposition essay called “My Ideal”. I’ve always been tired of this kind of topic, which has been written since elementary school, and the purpose is for students to write something “fake, big and empty” such as “make a great effort to become strong”, “taste the guts with a low salary”, or “stab a beam to prick the stock”. What the hell? At that time, I intentionally strange write my ideal is to become a clown, angry class teacher in the back of a line of big words: “no ambition, rotten wood can not be carved!”

Even this old article was turned out by Ms. Zhu, I think this is good, my image in her mind is completely finished.

“Do you have to aspire to be a leader, a scientist, and a teacher to be considered ‘ambitious’?” I said in exasperation, “Mr. Zhu, I can’t believe you’re so vulgar too.”

“Hey, I didn’t say that… I actually think you wrote it quite well, especially this part.”

Mr. Zhu said as he opened his composition book and read it in a whisper.

“. Sometimes I want to be the president of the country, but I’m afraid of too many things; sometimes I want to be a policeman, but I’m afraid of getting into trouble; sometimes I want to be a teacher, but I’m afraid of being nagging; sometimes I want to be a scientist, but I’m afraid of making mistakes; sometimes I want to be a writer, but I don’t have any goods in my stomach. Hahaha, it’s so much fun.”

The more she read, the happier she became, and at the end she even covered her mouth and giggled, and for a moment she didn’t look like a teacher at all, but like a lively girl about my age.

The smile also made the atmosphere much better as the stigma between them dissipated.

Next to a few teachers have been surprised by the sound of laughter, look over the eyes full of surprise, teach politics of the old man also fiercely do shaking his head and sighing, as if lamenting the people’s hearts are not ancient discipline is corrupt, the teacher actually in front of the students so laugh, there will be what prestige can be said.

I said happily, “Mr. Zhu, it’s still you who knows how to appreciate. I think writing an essay should be digging in and being original, it’s too meaningless to keep writing four-square eight-legged essays.”

“Quite rightly and quite rightly, I think so too.”

Teacher Zhu smiled and handed me the composition book, I took a glance, in the original “rotten wood” under the criticism of another line of beautiful script, written: “May you succeed, bring laughter to the world!”

A warmth flooded through me, and the corners of my eyes actually got a little moist.

Teacher Zhu looked at me and said, “Wenyan, I called you here to tell you that I’m going to make you the subject representative for language class.”

“What?” I was dumbfounded, hardly believing my ears.

The current language representative had just transferred away last week, and the class had been speculating for the past two days about who Mr. Zhu would appoint to fill the position. All the boys with better grades are as excited as heroin, and are eager to put themselves forward. Because as the representative of the subject, in the eyes of the classmates is the teacher’s closest and most trusted person, feel greatly face; In addition, every day can also take the name of collecting homework, reflecting the problem, and so on, the name of the contact with her more often, and even after school alone together. It’s really heartwarming to think about it.

“Mr. Zhu, you’re not kidding, are you?” I was stunned and said, “My language grades have always been poor, how can I be qualified to be a subject representative?”

“Grades aren’t the main thing, I think you’re very spiritual, and if you’re willing to work hard, I’m sure you’ll do better than anyone else!”

Mr. Zhu said gently, but in an unquestioning way, his clear eyes glittering with trust.

“But. But I’ve always been naughty and mischievous, and I’m very good at getting into trouble, so if I make any big mistakes in the future, I’ll get you into trouble.”

“What does that matter, who doesn’t make mistakes? Everyone learns from their mistakes and grows!” Teacher Zhu said without thinking, “There’s a western proverb that says: God forgives young people when they do something wrong! So yes, it’s not scary to make mistakes, what’s scary is to find excuses to be obsessed with mistakes.”

Knowing that she was politely reproaching me, my face instantly burned and I was about to say something, but she immediately changed the subject, saying that she believed that I was a responsible and employable person, and therefore her decision to ask me to be the Section Representative was the result of careful deliberation, and was by no means an off-the-cuff remark.

After this she talked about something else, I did not hear at all, the whole person is still immersed in shock and joy back to God, can not believe that such a fat job will be like a pie in the sky fell on my head.

So from the moment of that day, I also obediently be united, and more than anyone else completely, directly renounce the darkness of the light to change their ways to become Mr. Zhu’s “eagle dog” – this is the Ajian a few of their coaxing after the incident said! –I replied that this is called a hero who is difficult to pass the beauty.

Anyway, at that time, in Ms. Zhu’s light knitted smile, I couldn’t help but agree. She happily let me go home. And from the beginning to the end, she did not mention the study hall disruption storm. In retrospect, that was a brilliant strategy, for a poor student like me, the cage is far more effective than the criticism to come.

The next day, when Mr. Zhu announced this decision in public, the whole class fell through their glasses, especially the boys, all casting glances of jealousy and envy. After class, most people congratulated me, but of course there were a few good students with a strong sense of justice who beat their chests and said bitterly that the class’s language grade was going to be completely ruined from now on.

The most excited ones are my friends, all of them cheered and said that “our own people” finally hold the key departments, and in the future, we can feel free to boldly do not submit homework and do not have to worry about being registered name. I politely poured cold water on them, saying that historical experience tells the world that those who have been in power for a long time will be even more ruthless after they come to power, and whoever dares not to hand in his homework in the future will not only have his name registered as usual, but will also be kicked in the buttocks by me to show his punishment.

The diehards haunted and screamed miserably that I was simply a typical example of a bigot, but miserably, in the end, they all turned in their homework honestly.

Ms. Zhu praised me for my clear distinction between public and private matters, and she became more cordial to me. Every day when I went to the office to submit my workbook, she would chat with me for a while like a friend, without any frame of mind. The distance between us is getting closer day by day.

However, my poor nature still often caused trouble, and every few days there would be other subject teachers who were furious with me and angrily approached Ms. Zhu to complain. Every time I encountered such a situation, I was ready to be scolded, but she never scolded me once, but gently talked to me and worked through my thoughts.

Not only to me, but also to all the poor students, she loved to say that proverb “God forgives the young for doing wrong”, so she never lost her temper with me and those who are dead friends, but with her love to slowly sensitize us, so that we know a lot of life principles.

In composition class, Ms. Zhu’s teaching policy is even more different. She doesn’t force her students to write essays with “positive attitudes, a positive outlook on life, and high aspirations”. She often says that the most important thing in writing an essay is to make it look good, and to make it attractive for people to read is the first priority, and that there is no need to give it too many ideals, a sense of justice, or morals.

This kind of fresh argument was simply too much for my appetite as a deviant, and my interest in writing was all mobilized at once. At one time, all kinds of radical articles came out one after another, and Mr. Zhu appreciated almost every one of them so much that he often recited them to everyone in class, which made me proud and grateful, and my vanity was also greatly satisfied.

It was a great fortune to have met such a good teacher in my student days. Later I had countless times to think, if she is not so beautiful, body is not so hot and mature words, perhaps we will always maintain a pure teacher-student relationship, become the most memorable memories in life.

However, there are no what-ifs in life. The unique restlessness of adolescence made it impossible for me not to notice Ms. Zhu’s sexy body and not to have all sorts of dirty evil thoughts about her.

It was a painful contradiction. On the one hand, I truly respect her, love her, and regard her as my soulmate, but on the other hand, I am possessive of her and fantasize all day long about her naked and undressed body, how perfect and attractive it is.

I constantly cursed myself for not being a human being, but I just couldn’t control myself, and this lust, as time went on, was getting higher and higher, and every day in her class many unpleasant sexual fantasies would pop up, and my dick was sufficiently aroused and engorged for a whole class.

In June, the weather got hot and everyone changed into thin clothes, which made the temptation of Ms. Zhu’s beautiful flesh even more obvious. Once when I went to the office to hand in my homework, I saw that she was wearing a thin white shirt, and because the electric fan was blowing so hard, the shirt was scraped tightly against her body, clearly imprinting the outline of the bra inside. That pair of plump breasts also looked particularly high, the shirt’s hem held up slightly overhanging, looking at my hot blood, immediately felt the heat coming from the crotch.

At that time, Ms. Zhu was correcting her homework, I intentionally had a conversation with her, and quietly stood beside her, hoping to catch her leaning forward at a certain optimal angle, in order to see the inside of the spring color. Unfortunately, her neckline was fastened tightly that day, and ultimately failed to achieve the goal, but the outline of the full, round breasts was enough to make my heart beat, and after leaving the office I impulsively went straight to the restroom, and after a long time only came out exhausted.

I began to fall deeply into this kind of peeping brought about by the excitement of pleasure, although that tight burst in the clothes of the firm breasts more fascinated me, but this kind of frontal peeping after all is a risk, may be detected. Compared to that, it’s safer to peek at Ms. Zhu’s back.

Whenever she was writing on the blackboard in class, my eyes would sweep unscrupulously to her slightly upturned buttocks, and sometimes I would sneak behind her, staring greedily at the plump buttocks that swayed as she walked, the two masses of elastic buttock flesh shrugged and shook as if calling out for my hands, and the most primitive desires buried in the bottom of my heart were instantly hooked up.

These sinful thoughts made me almost go off the deep end, as if I was suffering from lovesickness, I couldn’t eat or drink, and I was incredibly eager to have a more intimate relationship with Mr. Zhu, yet my reason told me that this was absolutely impossible to achieve, and I suffered even more as a result.

As a result of this, my already dismal academic performance fell even further, in addition to writing good essays, even the language of the subject’s basic knowledge test is also disastrous. The homeroom teacher immediately had an opinion, the old man was not in favor of Mr. Zhu to promote me to be the subject representative, and now even more strongly opposed, causing Mr. Zhu also suffered a lot of pressure.

As a matter of fact, Ms. Zhu had already noticed my abnormality, and asked me several times sincerely if I had anything on my mind, hoping that I could treat her as a close friend and tell her anything that was on my mind. I could only laugh bitterly in my heart every time, and find a random excuse to pass it off. If there were other things on my mind, I would have told her the truth, but how can I say such ugly and obscene thoughts? I really didn’t have the courage.

By the time I was cornered, I had to lie and lie to her and tell her that the anxiety was affecting my mood because my basics were so bad and my mind was burdened.

Ms. Zhu believed me, and offered to give me a tutorial after class, so that I could catch up with my work.

My eyes lit up when I heard that. Tutoring! Wouldn’t that make it possible to spend more time alone with her? A man and a woman sharing a room, could something actually happen over time? Hmmmmm, it’s totally possible.

“Then it’s a deal, oh, come to my dormitory this Sunday afternoon. We’ll start with the literature.”

Where does Mr. Zhu know about my dirty thoughts, and excitedly made a whole set of tutoring plans for me. And I didn’t listen to it at all, with a surprise in my heart.

I can’t believe I got to go to her dorm room to make up for it. Wow, wow, that’s awesome!

Ms. Zhu lives in a single dormitory assigned to her by the school, one room, one hall, the conditions are not bad, we have gone to the whole class of students have been a guest, but never in groups of three to five together, no one has ever gone to the door alone. As for tutoring, it is the first time ever. After all, she was only a trainee teacher, and students who really wanted to improve their grades would only look for tutoring from experienced teachers, never from her.

I guess I was her first tutor, and she was so happy that she invited me to her dormitory. Of course, the fact that she was too lazy to go to school on Sundays was also an important reason, which finally gave me the opportunity to “go further”.

After days and days of anticipation, Sunday finally arrived.

At three o’clock in the afternoon, I rode my bicycle, humming a song, and arrived at the teacher’s dormitory building in high spirits.

Teacher Zhu lives on the fourth floor, I ran up the stairs at a fast pace, only to feel my cheeks burning with excitement, just like going on a lover’s date for the first time. I have always been unkempt, today I not only put on the most handsome clothes, and even sprayed some perfume, my body is overflowing with an indescribable exuberance.

Think about it, what a great time to be able to spend a whole afternoon alone with the goddess of my heart in her dormitory. Maybe we can even see Ms. Zhu in her cool outfit at home, hehehehehe. I was deeply intoxicated.

This wonderful feeling was maintained until I knocked on the door of Mr. Zhu’s dormitory. I froze as soon as the door opened, several pairs of sandals and travel shoes were piled up on the floor in front of the entrance, and there were sounds of jokes and laughter coming from inside.

Teacher Zhu greeted me warmly as I went in, my mind went blank, I stupidly changed my shoes and walked to the living room to see that there were four other ugly girls with repulsive faces sitting in there, all of them from our class.

“Why are you guys here too?” I blurted out, unable to hide my loss.

Four girls are to me to cast a special contempt, special disdain, special Schadenfreude and gloating plus smug eyes, not to be a light bulb as a shame, as if the martyr chastity of a pair of dogs to destroy the good things will be caught in the bed, full of God’s face, as alive.

One of them even flirted with me with a false sense of humor, saying, “What’s wrong? Mr. Representative, you’ve got four more beautiful women to keep you company, and you’re still not satisfied?”

I vomit! “How come?” I said with a smile on my face, “With you guys along for the ride, I realize what it means to be more beautiful and more ugly!”

Four large light bulbs protested and laughed and cursed in unison in a way that gave me goosebumps on the spot.

“Alright, alright, stop it.” Teacher Zhu smiled and came to relieve the situation, explaining to me, “They happen to have some questions they don’t understand as well, so they came together temporarily. From now on, you guys will tutor together.”

What? These four light bulbs are going to come back later too? My heart went cold and I really wanted to send my fist to their faces and give them a free facelift.

Mr. Zhu didn’t seem to notice my exasperation and told me to sit down, and the remedial lesson began.

I felt better again because Ms. Zhu let me sit beside her, we were tutoring at a small round table in the living room, it was rather crowded for six people to sit together, all of them were very close to each other, and Ms. Zhu was sitting almost right next to me, I could even clearly smell her faint perfume scent.

But sitting on the other side of the table was a light bulb of the ugliest kind, and extremely careless of personal hygiene. Every time she spoke, the upper plate was wafted with a garlic breath, while the middle plate had a serious fox odor, and the lower plate seemed to have foot odor, the upper, middle and lower three at the same time to launch a wave after wave of smoky attack, people such as the death of a mother in pain.

Anyway, that afternoon, I realized what it means to be in heaven and hell.

Up.

In order to avoid the poisonous gas from hell, I subconsciously leaned even closer to Ms. Zhu’s side, and my mind was all set on her, listening to her explanation while stealing glances at her.

The weather was hot, she wore a light blue short-sleeved sweatshirt, her breasts were high and erect, slightly undulating with her breathing, showing an extraordinary bulge. That bulge, full of symbols of desire, was a prey coveted by many of her peers. If I could touch and knead them with my own hands, I would be willing to do so no matter how much it cost.

My lips were dry for a while, Ms. Zhu was talking about something, as usual, I was in my left ear and out of my right ear, and there was only one thought in my mind, that is, how to achieve this audacious goal – to touch her breasts! Even if it really only touches a little bit is good, I also counted to get what I want, and then I will honestly do, never think about anything else.

–It was only after many years that I realized that this kind of thinking is pure self-deception. Human desire is never-ending; as soon as the first goal is realized, one dreams of the second and the third. Until complete and total possession is finally realized.

It was in that afternoon that the seed of evil in me germinated and grew. I had been daydreaming and fantasizing, but I had only been “fantasizing”, whereas from that moment on, I had gone from merely fantasizing to actually planning and taking action.

At that time, her towering breasts were less than half a foot away from my arm, completely within reach, but for me to just reach out and grab them, and in front of four light bulbs, I didn’t have the guts. After thinking about it, it was more feasible to find an opportunity to eat tofu first.

Forced to endure the nausea, I first turned my face to the side of the malodorous light bulb, no longer looking at Mr. Zhu. This is one of the tips for eating tofu, that is, the line of sight must not look at each other, so that the other party is not easy to find out your intentions from the eyes, and when there is an “unintentional” collision, the other party will be more likely to believe that you are really unintentional.

Suffering for a while, just when I could not hold out the overnight meal to spit out, Mr. Zhu came up with a topic and asked us to start a discussion, which is exactly the good opportunity I have been looking forward to for a long time, I can not help but be happy.

So I first participated in the heated discussion, deliberately repeatedly refute the stinking light bulb point of view, the whole of her woeful, she really “cooperate”, grumbled and picked up the books hit me a few times, I dodged, people are very natural to Mr. Zhu side of the dodge, resting on the desktop of the arm swiftly to her chest.

The elbow came from the feeling of touch, but there is no imaginary soft and elastic, I was surprised to turn my head to see, it turned out that Ms. Zhu happened to pick up the pen to write, my arm is touching her flat arm, in the moment of the fortress is about to be conquered out of the division has not been successful failure.

Despite the disappointment, my heart swam with quite a bit of excitement. Anyway, I still touched her arm! This was the first time I had physical contact with her, although it wasn’t an important part, and the contact area wasn’t large, but I was still so excited that I couldn’t move my arm away, so I maintained such a position and continued to have contact with her.

At this time, all the sensory cells in my body seemed to concentrate on the arm, carefully feeling the touch from that little contact area, her skin is smooth and warm, her round arm is well-proportioned bones and flesh, let a person flooded with the desire to hold in the hand to fondle properly.

Ms. Zhu did not realize that I was secretly eating her tofu, and after writing two lines she stopped her pen, moved her arm away, and joined our discussion with a smile.

The next afternoon, I have tried five times, attempting to “excuse” to touch her chest, but all failed. First, probably because of women’s instincts, although she did not know that I intended to sneak attack, but subconsciously on the chest of a tight defense; Secondly, also because I myself is not bold enough, often marching to the halfway point, their own lack of courage hand first soft, resulting in a hasty end.

After this, going to Mr. Zhu’s dormitory every Sunday afternoon for extra lessons became a regular program in my life.

For me, every time I go there is an opportunity to have “intimate contact” with her, although I have never been able to touch her breasts, but I have no regrets at all, because as long as I can touch any part of her body, even if it’s just a slight contact with the fingertips, it’s already a great happiness for me, and I will hide under the quilt after I get home. When I got home, I would hide under the covers and quietly revel in it, savoring it for a long time.

Even the four light bulbs, in my eyes are not so detestable, if not for them, I could never be with Mr. Zhu so “zero distance”. This is also called a blessing in disguise, a blessing in disguise.

After entering June, the temperature was hotter, which also brought more convenience to my actions. Ms. Zhu also wears skirts at home, sometimes even changed into shorts, two round and slender legs exposed. Naturally, my attack also extended from the table to under the table, intentionally or unintentionally, with my legs and feet lightly touching her bare legs, beautiful knees or feet, experiencing that kind of cheating like unparalleled excitement and stimulation.

However, I did not therefore and dizzy, action on the contrary more careful, hidden, all the touching are point to point, no longer like the first time like a long time to stay still. Because I figured out, if you do too revealing, can only be cool for a moment, in case you are detected, everything is over, and will not have any opportunity.

And it’s more cost-effective to point and click to ensure long-lasting, multiple contacts.

Because of my prudence, Ms. Zhu really never realized that I had eaten so much tofu on her. I privately speculate, may be she simply still regard me as a child, and do not feel that the occasional light touch what is abnormal, after all, are not private parts, and we sit so crowded, she sometimes accidentally touched me, including those light bulbs, who will not feel that this is not normal.

Of course, I did not give up on her breasts salivation, that is my most want to eat the mouth of the fat meat, just has been suffering to find the opportunity. I can’t imagine that one day, this opportunity will come to my door.

(iii)

It was a Saturday morning, and the last period was a language class in which Mr. Zhu taught half the class and spent the rest of the day administering a quiz on ancient poetry.

The papers were handed out, the questions were a bit difficult, and by the time the bell rang, the majority of the students had not finished their answers. Mr. Zhu cleared a small area of the podium and said that those who had finished their answers could hand in their papers and go home.

Ten minutes later, one after another, people got up and walked towards the podium, put down their papers and left the classroom.

I soon finished answering the questions as well, but didn’t hand in my papers and leave, sitting in my seat, my eyes silently chasing Ms. Zhu’s figure, admiring her posture.

The reason why I didn’t leave was because I thought that today was the weekend, there was no need for classes in the afternoon, and Teacher Zhu must have taken the papers directly back to her dormitory for grading after collecting them, so I waited until the very end to hand in the papers, so I could excuse myself to help her carry the papers back to her dormitory once again, and have some more time to be alone with her and chat with her. If I handed in my papers now, I’m afraid Ms. Zhu would kindly let me go home first, and that wouldn’t be a good idea.

So I sat quietly with one hand on my cheek, hoping that the rest of the guys would hurry up and hand in their papers. Mr. Zhu, on the other hand, was walking around the classroom, checking every now and then to see how everyone was progressing.

Not long after, a faint perfume odor came from behind, although I did not turn around, but I know that she has come behind me, just stood behind looking at my roll. I pretended to be seriously checking, in fact, the corner of my eye but secretly from their armpits shot out, staring at her skirt under the section of bare white calves, well-proportioned soft curves fascinated me. And that pair of slim young feet in semi-high-rooted sandals, also let me look at the thumping heart flooded with the desire to kneel down to kiss.

Probably because she was concerned about me, Ms. Zhu stood behind me for a while without leaving, seemingly looking at my answers line by line. I presumed that she didn’t know that I had already realized that she was behind me, so she didn’t make a sound for fear of disturbing me.

However, she was standing really close to me, although I didn’t dare to turn around to look, but I was able to imagine the picture now – Ms. Zhu was naturally leaning forward slightly due to the fact that she wanted to look at my test papers, and that pair of voluptuous breasts that made me dreamy should be within a stone’s throw above my head!

There were only about ten students left in the classroom at this point, sparsely scattered in various corners.

Maybe it’s because there are fewer people, maybe it’s because the hot and dry weather is more likely to be impulsive, I was suddenly horny, and in a flash, a bold and ridiculous idea popped into my head, wanting to take advantage of Ms. Zhu once in public in a dignified manner!

It was a risky idea, but as long as it was well-proportioned, it still had a good chance of succeeding, and it would allow her to both eat her words and not be suspicious of me.

My heart thumped violently, thrilled by my own bold idea, now looking back, that time I actually did not think about the consequences at all, see the old ancestors invented the lust of the heart colorful and daring, colorful and wise and so on the adjective is how accurate and apt.

A footstep came from the back, and I didn’t have to look to know that it was a boy sitting in the back row walking towards the podium to hand in his paper.

It was a godsend, I held my breath, my whole body tensed, silently counting the boy’s steps, and when he came up beside me, I grabbed my test paper and sprang to my feet.

Ha, everything was just as I expected, Ms. Chu subconsciously leaned more towards my side in order to make way for the boy to pass by, while rotating her body at an angle. And I just happened to stand up sideways, pretending to walk outward, thus, Ms. Zhu was like the delicious cheese in a sandwich, sandwiched between that boy and me.

It was too late, just as I got up, I twisted my head violently, and my cheek really met Ms. Zhu’s high breasts.

I’ll never forget that moment, I’ll remember it for the rest of my life, I’ll be able to recall it clearly many years from now, and I’ll feel it as fresh and exciting as the first time I did it.

It was then that the left side of my face solidly touched her right breast, sinking almost completely into the round, firm globe through the thin shirt and bra. The entire contact lasted nearly two seconds, and my nose seemed to be at the cleavage, smelling a strong, ethereal scent.

Yes, I remember it clearly, it was a genuine plump breast, and the greatest feeling was fullness and softness, as well as elasticity full of life. I could feel my face immediately reddening, my whole body trembling as if electrocuted, and a dizzy spell on my brain. If I could maintain this kind of intimate contact for ten thousand years, I would be willing to die ten thousand times.

But then, after only two seconds, or perhaps less, Ms. Zhu shrieked and instinctively stepped back, her back bumping into the boy behind her again; while I feigned shock and fell back into my chair with my legs weak.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Chu. I’m sorry, I didn’t realize you were around.”

I pretended to be shocked and apologized to Teacher Zhu in a panicked voice, my anxiety overflowing. The boy was also surprised and followed suit, apologizing.

Ms. Zhu was quite generous, although a little shy, but the blush on her face quickly faded, reassuring us that it’s okay, and then casually took our test papers and walked to the podium.

The plan worked! She really didn’t suspect that I did it on purpose at all!

I was so pleased with myself that I quickly packed my bag, waved goodbye to Teacher Zhu and then slipped out of the classroom, hiding in the toilet, in front of my eyes like a slow-motion replay of a movie, repeatedly playing the exciting scene just now. The left side of his face was as hot as if he had a fever, as if he could still feel the soulful touch when he touched the soft mass of flesh.

That day I didn’t run to help Mr. Zhu get the test papers back to the dormitory again, but waited until much later to come out of the bathroom.

After that day, my mindset towards Mr. Zhu changed radically again!

Human desire, really is endless. After successfully touching her breasts, not only did I not “stop” as I originally thought, but instead I developed a stronger desire and evil thoughts. I didn’t even have to find an excuse or reason for myself, I automatically threw the previous determination of “stop after touching it once” directly into the air.

–How can it be enough to touch such big, full and attractive tits only once? The time is too short, simply have not been carefully savored a taste of it. Not to mention the fact that it’s through the inner and outer clothing. If only I could touch the naked breasts directly.

I began to not be satisfied with the small fight, only in the make-up class to take advantage of so little, I want to be more direct, enough strength, a long time to touch. Later on, there were several times when I could hardly restrain the fire of desire, and I wanted to explore Ms. Zhu’s breasts regardless, but in the end, it was only with the greatest perseverance that I was able to control myself.

I was in a heavenly battle. It was really tormenting me. However, after much deliberation, a bolder and more adventurous plan was also born in my mind!

The inspiration for this plan came from a remedial class when Ms. Zhu inadvertently mentioned that she had recently enrolled in a computer training course at a night university, and that she had to attend classes until ten o’clock every Saturday night, so she could only catch the last bus back to her dormitory, and it was often almost eleven o’clock when she entered the door. The dormitory next to a secluded alley, is the way to go, late at night seems very scary, she every time she walks alone, fear of encountering bad people.

The talker was not in the right place, and I immediately thought of an ingenious plan to be able to realize my mischievous intentions.

The next week I spent several days working on a field survey, passing that alley on my way to and from school. Soon I had a good idea, went to the grocery store and bought all kinds of tools, and waited for that day to come.

Saturday evening, I told my parents that I was going to a friend’s house to play, and I slipped out of the house early, first going to the video game room near the school to play for more than three hours. After ten o’clock, I sneaked into the alley and looked around. Hey, it was really secluded and quiet, and there were no ghosts.

I ran to the depths of the alley, took out the vise, wrenches and small levers and other things that I bought, lying on the ground busy open, with a lot of effort, finally a large sewer manhole cover on the road to pry open, and then placed it upside down, false in the manhole.

Then I took out my slingshot, loaded it with stone shells, and aimed it at the streetlights and fired it repeatedly. Within a few shots, the bulbs of both street lamps were shattered, and all around us were suddenly in darkness.

I wiped my sweat and quickly exited the alley, hiding behind a large tree not far from the entrance of the alley, quietly waiting for Mr. Zhu to arrive.

Since the alley is very narrow and the sewer opening is particularly large, people who walk to that location will inevitably step on the manhole cover. Last year, the manhole cover was broken once due to aging, equivalent to a false cover, passers-by had to jump from the top of a jump over, but there are still students inadvertently stepped on the foot after the feet were twisted, and more than one student suffered such a bad luck. Later or media exposure after the relevant departments to be resolved, replaced a new manhole cover.

Now I have artificially destroyed this new manhole cover, creating a “trap” exactly the same as last year, coupled with the street lights out, as long as Ms. Zhu walks there, 100% will fall and sprain her ankle, and then I appeared again, volunteered to carry her back, I think she can’t refuse. Then there will be a lot of programs that can be staged, not to mention, just when carrying her, I can play a lot of tricks to make her chest that pair of plump meatballs with my back so and so. Heh heh heh, it really makes one’s blood boil just thinking about it.

With nervous excitement, I poked my head out from time to time and looked anxiously, and after waiting for a long time, around 10:03, Mr. Zhu’s figure finally appeared!

I hustled back behind the tree and watched her walk quickly into the alley.

I composed myself and waited an extra two minutes before following her back, sneaking far behind.

At night, the secluded alley was another dark, eerie and hair-raising mess. Teacher Zhu was obviously a little scared, and his steps got faster and faster, as if he wanted to hurry up and get back to the dormitory through.

Seeing that she was already only about ten meters away from the mouth of that manhole cover, suddenly, a rude clamor came from the back, breaking the suffocating silence.

Startled, I went back to look, only to see three obviously drunken youngsters, each whizzing by on a bicycle. They were laughing and joking with each other as they pedaled as fast as they could, and with a swish they brushed past me, nearly bringing me to the ground.

I was annoyed as hell, but more anxious that the plan had been messed up by these sons of bitches interrupting.

It turned out to be a matter of fear, only to hear Mr. Zhu’s exclamation from the front, followed by the three youngsters’ chiding and growling, which seemed to be Mr. Zhu’s failure to get out of the way in time, leading to the entanglement between the two sides.

What followed was a ferocious roar of rage and a nasty, unbelievable stream of insults.

Mr. Chu is going to suffer! Sons of bitches, I won’t spare you!

A wave of anger surged up, I was hot-headed, without thinking, stride rushed up, although the inside has been dark, but through the moon in the sky, I still vaguely see three black shadows have gotten out of the car, is spreading drunken madness toward Mr. Zhu, Mr. Zhu back against the wall, has been unable to retreat.

“What do you want? Don’t go too far!”

I bellowed, wielding a wrench and pliers pounced on, my heart overflowing with passion. Wow hahaha, in the past only in the novels and movies have seen the “hero to save the beauty” of the bridge, I can not imagine that today I also want to experience a time.

Unfortunately, what happened next proved that the novel and movie were all fabrications and exaggerations that were misleading and harmful to people. The battle began to show a lopsided trend, should have been as a hero I actually turned into a bear, was surrounded by three young people without the power to fight back, I do not know how many punches and kicks all over the body, tears, snot, spittle, nosebleed and all together the courage to come out of the nest, almost did not cry father, mother and mother to hold the head and run away.

Teacher Zhu recognized it was me, and all of a sudden she was in a hurry, calling out for help while defiantly standing in front of me to prevent the other party from continuing to beat me. Her bravery was astonishing, and to this day I can’t figure out what force drove such a delicate and weak woman to stand tall and use her tender and delicate body to fight to protect her students.

Probably shaken by Ms. Zhu’s courage, or her sharp and angry cries for help made the other side also have some scruples, or else have already beaten enough, the three young people did not make another move, cursing and grinning across the car, and went away.

“How are you doing? Wenyan. Where are the injuries? Should I take you to the hospital?”

Teacher Zhu picked up the woefully shaken me and anxiously asked me questions, and even took out a handkerchief to wipe the blood from my face.

“It’s all right! It’s just a small injury.” I put on a couldn’t-care-less demeanor and said that I only felt a burning pain all over my body, but it was indeed a superficial wound, and I was sure that I hadn’t broken any bones, and that my internal organs were all intact and still healthy and in pristine condition.

Mr. Zhu, however, didn’t believe it, “You don’t want to pretend to be a good man, how can you be okay after being hit so many times?”

“It’s really nothing! Look, I’m still alive and kicking.”

I waved my arms and threw my legs around, moving my muscles freely, and to prove it to her, took a few bouncing and running steps forward to show her that I was okay.

Mr. Zhu breathed out and smiled, “That’s good, I was really worried you’d get knocked out.”

Before the words left my mouth, I heard a scream, I stepped on the bottom of my foot and fell to the ground in a dog-eat-dog shit.

It took half a day of dizziness for me to remember, shit! That trap. I can’t believe I forgot about the trap I laid and just stepped on it!

Well, now it is self-inflicted, stealing the chicken did not succeed but also lost a handful of rice! I laughed and laughed, and when I moved a little bit, my right ankle was in excruciating pain, and I really twisted it.

Mr. Zhu once again shrieked and came forward to pull me up, asked for clarification, and then said he would take me to the hospital.

I still refused because another idea had sprung up in my mind.

“It doesn’t matter, teacher, it’s really a minor problem, I just need to rest.”

Sure enough, she immediately said, “Then come with me to the dormitory to rest, I’m going to bandage your wound.”

I was secretly happy, but on the surface I pushed again and again.

“It’s settled, do as you’re told!” Teacher Zhu, without any further ado, assisted me and slowly walked towards her dormitory.

I took a painful step and moved forward, limping and grimacing as I went, grimacing and wincing in pain. Half of this is real pain, but also half is an exaggeration. Teacher Zhu originally just support my arm, see the situation more worried, busy pulling up my right arm on her right shoulder, her own left hand is stretched over to embrace my body, half-holding half-resistant hunchback walking forward.

Such a posture, in fact, in many TV dramas and movies, especially martial arts films can often be seen, when the male protagonist was beaten by a certain evil master half dead like a falling dog fleeing in distress and coincidentally there is an injury beside a not too serious red face, the two basically use this posture to hobble bravely forward.

If the situation was reversed, and the one who was beaten half to death was a friend and the hero’s hands and feet were intact, then it would definitely be the man carrying the woman on his back like a pig carrying his wife all over the mountain. I originally planned for the latter this wonderful enjoyment, unexpectedly turned into the former, it seems that life is really full of drama.

But now the situation is more favorable to me, I pretended to be weak, most of the weight of my body through the right arm pressure to Ms. Zhu’s shoulders, the whole person leaned more and more tightly to her body, to the right side of my limbs almost all tightly against her left body, can feel her soft torso from the burst of warmth, and even touched the side of the rounded buttocks, as well as under the buttocks of the thighs of a section.

–Hehehehe, this is a blessing in disguise.

I was intoxicated like a deep breath, smelling the faint fragrance of Ms. Zhu’s hair, as if the wound also all of a sudden do not hurt. At this time, half of her body with me in intimate contact, that taste not to mention how comfortable la, is by no means a remedial class when the occasional light touch of a small fight can be compared. I can’t help but close my eyes, savoring the slenderness of her waist and back, the beautiful buttocks and thighs of the firm elasticity.

“Slow down, watch your step. Slow.”

As usual, Mr. Zhu didn’t notice that I was eating tofu, and just wholeheartedly assisted me through the alley in the dark and into the teachers’ dormitory building.

When climbing the stairs, I played my acting skills to the extreme, the difficult situation that is hard to overcome with gritted teeth was portrayed by me, Ms. Zhu was really more nervous, her forehead was already covered with sweat, panting, obviously struggling.

I heart quite intolerant, but understand that now is not the time to pity, so turn a blind eye, but more “dependent” on her, right arm more thoroughly from her shoulders down, almost the same as the embrace of her in the arms, at the same time the palm of the hand quietly, intentionally or unintentionally touch the right breast on the peak of the breasts.

At first I controlled the proportion and strength, always returning with a single touch for fear of arousing her suspicion, but as my heartbeat accelerated and my evil lust grew inexorably in geometric progression, I soon became impulsive to the point of defeating my reason.

–What are you afraid of? It’s not easy to find excuses. If you miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to eat tofu, you won’t get a second chance.

Hot blood surging, my heart crossed, pretending to be in pain and having trouble lifting a step, my right palm pressed on Teacher Zhu’s body to lend strength, and suddenly slipped and pressed directly and heavily on the plump breasts.

This press is very hard, I clearly see myself, so high into the clouds of a peak, was pressed completely deformed, breast meat in the palm of the four scattered overflowing open, squeezed to the edge of the bulging up.

Mr. Zhu let out an “ah”, his body stiffened, and his face flushed red.

My heartbeat also suddenly accelerated, full palm grasping the firm and full flesh ball, in addition to the unparalleled excitement, but also feel nervous and fearful. I hurriedly let go of my hand, pretending to be embarrassed at a loss for words, gesturing to pull my arm out of Ms. Zhu’s shoulder, and timidly saying that I don’t need to help, because I’m too heavy, in case I lose my balance again, I will crush her, so let me just slowly get up there by myself.

Teacher Zhu, of course, refused to do it, this plan to capture the indulgence immediately played a role, she apparently thought that I was really accidentally slipped just now, half a little pout did not, on the contrary, grabbed my arm not to let go, and repeatedly consoled me, said that it is all right.

Instead, I deliberately gambled it up, insisting that I could walk on my own, and argued with her for a while before reluctantly agreeing.

“Don’t underestimate me, Wenyan. Teacher worked out in the countryside as a child and can carry a hundred pounds of burden!”

Mr. Zhu said to me seriously, his look full of pride.

I believe this is true, I’m 5’8″, weigh more than 160 pounds, and just now was intentionally to give her “plus size”, she can survive such a long distance, itself is not easy.

But I feigned disbelief.

This can provoke Ms. Zhu’s competitive spirit, she held a force harder to carry most of my weight, almost want to carry me up, instead of pulling away from each other, but unconsciously and I stick more tightly.

This is exactly the effect I want to achieve, heart secretly laugh, so I will put the footsteps more heavy, enjoy the pleasure of making intimate contact with her. And my palms, also played several times the same trick, repeatedly climbed that usually can only eye and mouth can not reach the jade peak.

Of course, although the moves were the same, the specific details were greatly different, sometimes it was stepping out of the air, sometimes it was landing at the wrong point resulting in severe ankle pain, and sometimes it was simply letting out inexplicable screams, all in all, it was to draw Mr. Zhu’s attention away from him, and then take advantage of the opportunity to apply the Rushan Claw.

But just in case, I didn’t squeeze as freely as I did the first time, and at most I just pinched half of the meatball and stopped. Ms. Zhu really didn’t care, she only cared about whether I hurt her or not, whether I would fall down or not, she didn’t care about anything else. Later, my right arm even directly next to the outside of her full breasts, comfortably rubbing, and a long time stationed there refused to withdraw.

Heh heh heh heh, what a blessing!

The only regret is that at that time, I still do not understand the style of women’s underwear, the size of these concepts, touching through the shirt actually did not feel a so, if it is now, I can at least distinguish between the bra is the front or back open type, cup size in the end geometry. At that time, I could only vaguely feel that the bra under the shirt seemed to be very thin, without the “thick” and “hard” features that were common in those days, and I could experience the shape and outline of the breasts more realistically.

Anyway, in the few minutes it took me to get from the first floor to the fourth floor that day, I was so immersed in great excitement and joy that I kept trying to slow down my tempo and pace along the way, hoping that the flight of stairs would never be finished; or that time would just stop and leave me in that wonderfully thrilling moment forever.

(iv)

Unfortunately, the stairs still went quickly. Mr. Zhu helped me into the dormitory and sat down on one of the sofa chairs in the living room.

She told me to take off my shoes and socks to see how things were going, and I did as I was told, only to see that my ankle was red and swollen, so it must have been twisted, but fortunately no bones were hurt.

Nonetheless, Mr. Zhu was still very worried and ran to the bathroom to bring a foot-washing basin, poured the hot water in the thermos into it, and then squatted down to gently hold up my feet and carefully put them into the hot water.

“Will it be too hot?” I shook my head no, blushing and saying I’d be fine on my own.

Teacher Zhu ignored it, while softly saying that soaking my feet in hot water could help soothe my tendons and revitalize my blood, she was busy without any disdain, her two small white hands dipped in the water and carefully scrubbed for me, and she also gently massaged the red and swollen parts.

“Does it hurt?” She asked again, and I shook my head again, the heat steaming into my skin and soothing through my body, my heart truly grateful beyond words, and at the same time a perverted thrill like a possessive conquest.

–I’ve heard that in ancient times, a woman would only wash the feet of a man she willingly submitted to. This in itself was a duty owed by a wife to her husband, or a slave to her master!

Although I understood very well that Ms. Zhu was not thinking that way at all at the moment, it was still a wicked excitement that welled up inside me to have such a goddess of my heart like her serve me like this.

So I suddenly lifted the foot that wasn’t sprained, quickly removed my shoes and socks, and put it in the basin as well.

Ms. Chu seemed startled and looked up at me. I met her frankly, my gaze challenging.

She lowered her head and after a few seconds of hesitation, she did silently scrub this foot of mine along with it.

I was so excited that I could hardly contain myself, as if I had won a great battle. In my mind, I had decided that this meant that she was somehow submitting to me, acquiescing to the fact that our relationship was over the top, and that I had power over her in terms of dominance and command!

In fact, in retrospect, that was just a kind of care and indulgence from the teacher to the student, and I am afraid she would have done the same for any other student. But at that time, I was young but stubbornly decided that it was the natural flow of good feelings and subconsciousness only between the opposite sex!

–Mr. Joo. No, Zhu Shanxin. I love you! You’re my woman!

I called out her name silently, murmuring those two words over and over again, feeling happy and bitter inside, filled with the blissful vertigo of being in love.

Her hands and warm, and smooth, palm of the skin is exceptionally soft, do not mind dirty massage of my feet, the feeling is really comfortable, coupled with the delicate fingers kneading the ankle, the pain will soon be greatly reduced, I squinted cozily, just in the hot air filled, staring at her supple and serious demeanor, was slightly reddened by the steam of the beautiful face, and the tip of the nose out of a few droplets of sweat, the stock of lust in my chest more The desire in his chest became more exuberant, and his crotch was also aroused and raised a tent.

After soaking my feet, Mr. Zhu carefully wiped me clean, and then rummaged through the cupboards to find a large pile of medical supplies to help me simply bandage the wounds on my head, face and limbs.

I said thank you.

“What are you thanking me for, it’s thanks to you saving teacher tonight, it’s only right for me to say thank you!” Teacher Zhu gratefully said to me.

I was a bit embarrassed, “No, I couldn’t beat those three yakuza at all, in the end it was you, teacher, who scared them away.”

“It’s you who gave teacher courage!” Teacher Zhu laughed quickly, paused for a moment, and suddenly said thoughtfully, “But how did you happen to show up in that alleyway tonight by such a coincidence?”

I didn’t expect her to notice this detail, and I couldn’t help but get flustered, my expression suddenly extremely unnatural.

Teacher Zhu furrowed his brows, a skeptical look in his eyes, “Could it be that you intentionally hid there and waited for me?”

Being guessed the truth by her at once, I was so anxious in my heart that I reddened my face and stammered for words.

Mr. Chu got serious, restrained his smile and asked softly, “Can you tell me what this is for?”

I made a hasty move, “Because you said the alley was too dark and you were scared to walk alone. I really don’t feel comfortable with you, that’s why.”

Teacher Zhu was surprised and said, ”Then it means that you’re specially here to protect me? Alas, silly child, you are so silly. What if you get seriously injured? Don’t come back next time.”

“No! I’m coming!” I shouted impulsively, “I’m going to send you back every Saturday night from now on, and as long as I have breath, I’ll never let anyone bully you!”

These sentences are all my true words, excited feelings are not the slightest bit of hypocrisy. Because at that time in my silly head, has taken her as his own woman, to protect her has become a natural responsibility.

Ms. Zhu was stunned by what she heard, and seemed to want to laugh a little, but more than that, she was touched by the look on her face. No wonder, the fear of walking alone at night thing she only mentioned once inadvertently, but I can be so attentive to remember, and also put into action to protect her, such obsession means, I think she is clear. Even if she doesn’t understand my feelings for her, she will at least know how important she is in my heart.

“Wenyan, why are you being so nice to your teacher?”

She gazed into my eyes and asked in a soft voice.

–Because I love you!

I almost wanted to shout it out like that, but after a moment’s hesitation I restrained myself and said instead, “Because you’re nice to me, too! I was a poor student, but you never scolded me and even made me the subject representative. That’s called being a friend to a friend, or repaying the kindness of a drop of water with a spring of water.”

I said it solemnly and sincerely, but Mr. Zhu let out a giggle and looked like he couldn’t help himself.

I couldn’t help but feel a little embarrassed, and much later she told me that my impassioned demeanor at the time reminded her of those benevolent men and women in the movies who threw their heads in the sand and spilled their blood, and that the exaggerated tone was rather comical.

But no matter what, she was ultimately deeply touched by me and looked at me and said, “Silly boy, it’s only right that your teacher be nice to you.”

“Don’t keep calling me kid!” I said in displeasure, “You’re not that much older than me, why do you talk like my mom?”

Mr. Zhu was dumbfounded and returned to his lively self, “How can that be? I think you’re a bit of a grown-up when you write and talk. What year were you born?”

I told her. She also gave her birth date, and it turns out she’s only six years older than me, and this is her birth year.

I was very happy and not at all worried about the age issue. Most boys, at that age, prefer mature women who are older than themselves. Since Napoleon could marry Joseph, who was six years older, and Wei-Shou-Bou could marry Su-Tsuen, who was ten years older, and both of them became famous in history, it shows that the female-male pairing has a good mass base, and I believe that there will be no obstacle for me to marry Ms. Zhu in the future.

We talked and laughed for a while and both felt closer to each other’s hearts.

After that, Ms. Zhu asked me for my home phone number and said that she would have to ask my parents to come and pick me up so that she could feel relieved.

–If you’re not worried, you should leave me here to sleep!

Disgruntled at the thought, I had the bright idea to lie and say that both my parents happened to be out in the country at my grandmother’s house, so I’m sure I won’t be able to make it back tonight.

In those days, cell phones were not yet common, and only a few people could afford to use a brick-like “big brother”. When I lied in this way, Mr. Zhu believed me and wondered how to contact my parents.

“It’s okay, my feet don’t hurt anymore, I can walk back on my own.”

Once again, I practiced the trick of trying to get away, struggling to hold myself up and pretending to walk away.

Naturally, Ms. Zhu adamantly refused to let me go home by myself. She also thought of calling a few strong male teachers to help, but by now it was already 11:30 p.m., so she was too embarrassed to call anyone else. In those days, there were no cabs in the city, and after ten o’clock the buses were all gone, so for the sake of the students’ safety, any teacher in charge could not be assured that the students would go home alone.

“Otherwise. You’ll just settle for a night’s sleep at my place!”

Seeing me making a scene, Ms. Zhu couldn’t think much longer, slightly shyly biting her lip, she finally said the words I was waiting for.

I was overjoyed, but on the surface I put on a serious face and said hesitantly, “This. How can it work? People will gossip if it gets out.”

But just as he lifted his step he stumbled again and nearly fell.

Teacher Zhu came over to help me sit down and gave me a blank look, “I can’t believe you’re still so feudal! What era is it now? Teachers aren’t afraid, what are you afraid of?”

I blushed and reluctantly agreed to stay. As for my parents, it wasn’t the first time I didn’t come home to sleep. At most, they would think that I had spent the night at one of my classmates’ houses, and wouldn’t be very worried, so it wouldn’t be too late to go back tomorrow and lie about it.

Ms. Zhu smiled happily and asked me if I was hungry and if I wanted to cook me some snacks. In fact, I was not hungry at all, but in order to enjoy the rights and good feeling of being a “husband”, I still nodded my head and agreed. So she cooked a bowl of noodles with egg and brought it to me hot. Although the taste was not as good as my mother’s cooking, I ate it with great sweetness.

Just as I was gulping down my noodles, Teacher Zhu carried a change of clothes into the bathroom, closed the door, and the sound of flushing came from inside.

She’s in the shower!

My breathing stopped for a moment, my chopsticks froze on the edge of the bowl, my heart thumped, and images of springtime making your nose bleed wildly appeared in my mind all of a sudden.

–In the water shower from the nozzle, Ms. Zhu removed all the constraints on her body, and her naked body was like the Venus Goddess statue, elegantly stretching the beauty of the female curves under the water arrows. The beautiful flesh that made me long for the night, the soul haunts the dream system, hung with dewdrops, washed more and more white and delicate, bright and colorful. And that plump incomparable breasts, is coated with soap, looks more tender and fleshy, tantalizing nipple tip in the foam hidden.

My heart was pounding, my brain cells were as excited as if I had injected heroin, unfolding a rich imagination and fantasizing to my heart’s content, and I even couldn’t help but reach down to my crotch and excitedly rubbed my penis. Just like all normal men should have the same reaction at this moment, the idea of “peeping” naturally arose.

Yet I dare not!

In fact, if you really wanted to peep, it couldn’t have been more convenient at that time. Below the bathroom door was a slit, each one finger-width wide, so you could easily see inside by lying down in front of the door.

I stood up and sat down again, sat down and stood up again, I really want to be brave like the protagonist in the pornographic videos and novels to go over and peep, but in the end, I couldn’t muster up the courage to do so. One is because my feet after all injured, action is not very convenient, the possibility of making noise is very large; two is this action itself is too risky, in case there is a mistake, Mr. Zhu on my good impression of all will be completely down the drain, equal to the hands of the bottom of the card lost clean, but the benefits are only peeping into the nude, for me it is not too cost-effective.

–The real wolf is never just rely on the genital impulse to act blindly reckless, calculating to take into account the overall situation can set a good step-by-step strategic goals and continue to move forward, can be called a master!

I warned myself that I mustn’t jeopardize the whole plan because of the momentary pain, as far as tonight is concerned, being able to stay for the night is the most important goal, and it would be a big loss if I were to miscarry because I was caught peeping.

Therefore, I forced myself to restrain myself, hard to endure. That kind of taste is really called the heart itchy wow, know that the dream lover is not far away from the beauty out of the bath, but can not have a feast for the eyes, for me is simply inhuman abuse cruel torture painful punishment plus a deep loss.

Luckily, it didn’t take long for Ms. Zhu to finish her shower, wearing a head of wet hair, walking out like a lotus flower.

I looked dumbfounded.

She usually always tied a ponytail, this is the first time I saw her hair cape casual dress, there is a kind of refreshing and moving sense of beauty, as if with the water droplets of the roots of the hair is like millions of strands of silk, firmly pulling my heart.

But what attracted my attention more, of course, was her marvelously hot and seductive body. She had changed into a set of pajamas and pajama pants, which were short-sleeved, and the length of the pants was only up to her knees. Clean and tidy pajamas in front of the chest bulging protruding two large groups, because the hem was tied into the pajama pants, and tied very tight, slender waist and full breasts of the contrast appears particularly strong, the curve of the undulation is also particularly obvious, like from the most dangerous mountain top suddenly slipped directly to the foot of the mountain, the slope of the steep jaw-dropping.

I couldn’t help but die staring at Ms. Zhu’s chest, the shape of those two rounded breast globes was outlined by the taut pajamas in the best possible way, visibly jiggling with her steps, shaking out the shocking amplitude of the waves.

I should admit, if you look at it from today’s point of view, Ms. Zhu’s outfit was not really very sexy – pajamas and pajama pants are ordinary style, not at all revealing, and the texture is not at all lace, vacuum, translucent, and these elements are commonly found in the color text, and the neckline is also very tight, and there is no way that it will hang down so that I can see the inside of the possibility.

As a matter of fact, every time I recalled that scene, I always suspected that I had intentionally or unintentionally exaggerated the level of sensuality. But no matter what one thing is for sure, that is, after bathing Ms. Zhu’s femininity was renewed tenfold, and the allure of her mature flesh was revealed!

“What are you looking at, little brat!” Teacher Zhu obviously noticed that my gaze was a bit abnormal and snapped at me with a stern face.

I realized that I was out of line, and said “no, no”, my face turned red, and I tried to cover up by clearing the table, but I almost knocked over the bowl in my fumbling hands.

Teacher Zhu covered her mouth and lost her smile, her expression was not unpleasant in any way. Probably she only thought that I was just an adolescent boy’s normal curiosity about the opposite sex, and didn’t care very much about it, how did she know that I was so dirty and nasty in my heart.

She told me to stop messing around and came over to clean up the dishes and soak them in the sink herself, then asked me if I wanted to take a shower as well. I said no, it was inconvenient to have bandages and medication wrapped around my body, and besides, she had already scrubbed my limbs slightly with hot water before applying the medication for me just now.

Ms. Zhu nodded and looked up at the clock, it was almost twelve. She said it was time to go to bed and reached out to pull me into the bedroom.

The air conditioner had been turned on in the bedroom, and the cool breeze felt indescribably cool in this sweltering early summer season.

Despite having been mentally prepared, I still had a fantastic sense of unreality when I actually entered her boudoir, my mind going blank, foolishly unable to believe that this was the case.

When Ms. Zhu opened the closet and took out another set of pillows and sheets and put them on the only bed, my face had burned so hot that my whole body was as parched as if I was drunk. Oh my god, she’s really going to sleep in the same bed with me! Even though it wasn’t the same bed, it was enough to stir up waves of excitement in my heart!

“Me. Can I really sleep here?” I asked, my voice quivering with surprise.

“Of course, would a teacher lie to you?” She said as if nothing had happened, her eyes seeming a little wry.

I squirmed for a while, but eventually I couldn’t hold back my excitement and took off my outer pants and lay down on the bed.

Ms. Zhu helped me cover the sheet, then walked over to the dresser and sat down, turning on the hairdryer to blow on my hair.

This scene really looks like two people who love each other. I think this way, in the future, after we get married, every night before going to bed, it will inevitably be such a cozy picture, too.

Gazing at her slender back, with the faint scent of the sheets coming from the end of my nose, I was completely mesmerized.

Not long after, Ms. Zhu blew dry her hair and walked with a light step. She had a sweet smile on her face, her slender waist swaying slightly, her breasts trembling like flowers, as if she carried a kind of provocative temperament that she had never seen in the past, capable of seducing anyone’s soul.

My eyes widened in fascination, my face reddening as I watched her grin and take a seat on the edge of the bed, and I subconsciously scooted in a little to give her room to lie down.

What happened next almost made me faint head over heels – Ms. Chu actually reached down and picked up her set of pillow sheets, stood up and headed out the door!

I was dumbfounded and blurted out, “How do you.” I couldn’t say anything after just three words. I couldn’t ask, “Why don’t you sleep with me?”

Mr. Chu turned back to me with a smirk, “What?”

I stammered, “Are you going to sleep outside in the living room?”

“Yeah, it’s air-conditioned so you can sleep comfortably. I’ll just sleep on the living room couch.”

“How’s that work?” I got anxious and rolled over to get up, “I’m a boy, I should be sleeping on the couch!”

“You’re injured now, so don’t argue with your teacher!”

“It’s not a fight, I actually prefer to sleep on the couch, this mattress is too soft for me.”

“Hey, didn’t you just sleep all right?”

Teacher Zhu asked with feigned surprise, and his eyes flickered with a sly, catchy look.

I woke up and realized I’d been duped. She did it on purpose! If she had said from the beginning that she wanted to sleep on the sofa, I would have disagreed to death and would have found all sorts of excuses to refuse, so she cleverly played a trick to deliberately make me think that she wanted to sleep here as well, so that I wouldn’t have objected to sleeping in the bedroom just now. Since I didn’t even object just now, then any more excuses can’t be justified now.

That’s so sneaky!

I was speechless, and could only watch as Ms. Zhu smiled and said “good night” to me, and then left the bedroom, turning out the lights and closing the door behind her.

The cooked duck – no, I should say the duck that thinks it’s cooked but actually hasn’t even plucked its feathers yet – just flew away!

I lay down with my head hanging down, alone in the dark bedroom, regretful. Originally thought that tonight can hold the beauty to sleep or even a kiss, at least can also sleep with her in a stone’s throw from each other’s breath smell, but I can’t imagine that in the end it is still a basket of water for nothing.

The night was already late, and the interior and exterior of the room were silent.

I looked at the ceiling, dazed, sleepy, listening to the wall clock “tick, tick” sound, the heart of mixed feelings, there is joy, there is despair, there is longing and there is confusion, I can not say what it is like.

Although the bedroom door was closed, but because the environment was very quiet, you could still hear the whirring of the old electric fan coming from outside, and the sofa springs, every once in a while will be “creaking” two times, it seems that Mr. Zhu is also constantly tossing and turning, tossing and turning, can not sleep.

Why does she have insomnia too? Could it be. Is it because of me too?

My heart was restless and hyperactive again. Yes, that must be it. She had feelings for me too, or she wouldn’t have let me sleep in her bed and enjoy this level of intimacy.

A thought surged up: why not bravely open the door and rush out, letting the dry wood burn together, letting the lonely man and woman become one, realizing the supreme realm of spiritual fusion?

The thought made my blood boil! Even though the air conditioner kept blowing cool air, I felt a burning heat all over my body, and intense lust invaded every cell in my body.

She’s mine! I’m gonna get her!

I remembered the plot of the popular Japanese manga “City Hunter”, and the word “night attack” made my body and mind jump into action.

If you went out in the dark now and directly forced yourself to have sex, how would Mr. Chu react? Would she agree? Acquiesce? Would she refuse? Or would she resist fiercely and even jeopardize the situation?

I believed that she would not resist fiercely, but honestly, there was no certainty in my heart. Women in those days were still relatively conservative, even if they really want to marry me later, they may not agree to have premarital sex. A bad, but also greatly affect her favor towards me, then it will not be worth the loss.

But if we miss this night, where will we find such a good opportunity to stay here in the future?

Let’s get the raw end of the deal tonight, and she’ll be dead set on actually seeing me as her husband.

For a while, I was in a dilemma, indecisive and hesitant to make up my mind.

At that moment, the door of the room suddenly “squeaked–” a light sound, extremely slow push open.

A playful figure appeared in the doorway!

I was pleasantly surprised. Could it be that instead of me attacking her in the night, she was going to attack me in the night?

Ooohhhh, that’s so touching. Come on, Sensei, I will offer myself to you now with reverence and great pleasure.

But when the figure crept in, it did not come near the bed, but went towards the closet and gently opened it, dragged a straw mat out of it, and went out.

I was stunned.

It was seen that she went out and left a gap instead of closing the door of the room tightly. Followed by sounds from outside such as laying a straw mat, moving a sheet, and moving an electric fan. All of these sounds were extremely light and gentle, and they all came from far to near, stopping just outside the door.

As I thought about it for a moment, it dawned on me. It must be that the living room sofa was too hot, and even though there was an electric fan it didn’t help, Mr. Zhu was so hot that he just couldn’t sleep, so he had to hit the ground immediately outside the bedroom room door so that he could share some of the cool air that was leaking out of the doorway. This is always much cooler than simply blowing the hot air sent out by the electric fan.

I felt a pang of guilt in my heart. Teacher, she would rather endure the pain of the summer night’s heat herself in order to let me sleep comfortably, she was so good to me, but I was thinking about how to violate her, I was too mean!

But how can you be happy without being mean? Wei Xiaobao to Ah Ke is not the best example. Hey, life is really full of contradictions.

The cool air blowing through the doorway had obviously had an effect, and after only five or six minutes, the tossing and turning no longer came from outside, replaced by the slight snorting that only a sleeping person can do.

In my mind, I silently got out of bed and lay down on the floor and slowly crept forward. This position kept my injured ankle from interfering with movement while minimizing the sound of movement.

When I got to the door, I held my breath and stuck my fingers in the crack, and little by little, I slowly pivoted the door open.

The teacher’s moving sleeping form was suddenly exposed.

(v)

The silvery moonlight shone in through the window and was shining on the floor covering.

By the light of the moon, I could clearly see that Ms. Zhu was lying on her back on the straw mat by her feet. She was indeed asleep, unaware that a wolf was greedily staring at her whole body.

Probably because it was still hotter, her sheet had been kicked to the side, covering almost nothing. Not only that, due to the desire to cool off, her nightgown was also unconsciously opened, the hem was also pulled out from the tightly tied pajama pants and flipped up upside down, leaving a large portion of her snow-white willow belly and soft waist completely exposed.

My head ‘buzzed’ and my heart immediately beat wildly.

My God, is this really Mr. Chu? For a moment I had a dream-like trance. Even though I had fantasized about her naked body countless times and was convinced that one day she would be my woman completely naked in front of me, I should admit that that night when her semi-naked body was really witnessed by me for the first time, I was so excited as if I had won the Mark Six Lottery, that I almost couldn’t believe that I was really so lucky.

Rubbing my eyes, I tried my best to restrain my heartbeat, and looking at her calm and peaceful sweet sleep, I was finally sure that this was indeed my dream girl, Ms. Zhu!

She was sleeping soundly, only her hair was slightly messy, showing that she had just tossed and turned and lost sleep for a long time. Beads of sweat were secreted on her forehead and waistline, thinking that it was the heat that made it hard to bear, so she unconsciously pulled most of her pajamas away.

Not far away on the floor, a small worn-out electric fan was whirring, and whenever the wind turned this way, it blew the hem of her nightgown up slightly, and the spring color inside was suddenly exposed even more, with even her bra showing a little bit of the edge.

A beautiful woman sleeping in the springtime of the Begonia on a silent, sultry summer night, with her unclothed, half-naked body, her sweaty skin, and her high breasts that rise and fall slightly with her even breathing.

My throat went dry as I watched, greedy to see more, so I squatted down, trembling, and reached out my right hand, moving it slowly, bit by bit, until two fingers touched the hem of my nightgown, gently clamping it down, and carefully lifting it upward.

In the blink of an eye, the whole bra was in full view! This is the first time I witnessed a female bra in real life, usually at home, my mother is very careful in this regard, never put the underwear mess, I have never seen what kind of bra, only in the pornographic videos have seen some extremely sexy, sexy varieties.

Ms. Zhu’s bra was a very common style, white, back-open full cups, with only straps but no shoulder straps. In retrospect, it was really the most ordinary bra, except for the extra large cup size, there was nothing sexy or amazing about it. But for some reason, I found it far sexier and more arousing than the erotic bras I’ve seen since!

Especially when I suddenly realized that the bra had actually been unhooked by Ms. Zhu herself, and was only resting on her breasts in vain, I only felt hot blood rushing straight into my brain, and my entire body shivered slightly without control.

At this point, Mr. Zhu seemed to be startled, suddenly stopped snorting, and lazily rolled over.

I was scared out of my wits, my whole body stiffened into fossilized stone, the hem of my nightgown pinched between my fingers was wrenched free, and a heart beating so wildly that it almost popped out of my chest, and I was frozen in a stupor for more than five seconds without being able to make any reaction.

Luckily, Ms. Zhu just rolled over and didn’t wake up, and soon let out another even and slight snort.

I let out a startled breath, feeling a cold sweat through my body, and it took me a while to calm down, a little annoyed with myself.

–What are you so afraid of? Aren’t you determined to get her? If you’re so nervous about such a small action, how can you achieve great things in the future? I gave myself a pep talk, and quickly came up with an idea in my mind: if Ms. Zhu was really awakened, I would calmly say that I was getting up to go to the bathroom, and I felt that it was too disrespectful to cross over her head like that, so I wanted to wake her up.

This way she wouldn’t wonder why I was crouching down and touching her body.

This excuse pleased myself so much that my courage increased, and my lustful heart surged up again.

Fixing my eyes on it, after Ms. Zhu rolled over, she turned into a position of lying to the right side, her face facing outward, her back facing me. As the clasp of her bra had been undone, her smooth back was also completely naked, revealing a clear mark outlined by the lacing.

The already wobbly bra, however, did not fall off as she rolled over, for the right lace was pressed down by her own torso, and sort of barely maintained its balance: while the other side of the lace came off completely, hitching loosely to one side.

In this way, the bra is hanging down half, towering breasts become half-hidden, the left breast almost fell out of the cup, the full round ball exposed the vast majority, can be said that in addition to the tip of the nipple are all naked.

This scene is really sexy, too tempting! How many years later, when I have said goodbye to youth, from the flood of yellow video pornographic pictures on the computer network and the world of lights, accustomed to countless nude or semi-nude beautiful women, and all scratching their heads and lewd and professional, but the visual impact and shock brought to me was far less than that night the first leaks of the spring light. I have always been stubbornly convinced that that was the most crime-inducing and sexy picture I have ever seen in my life!

Yes, temptation to sin. To sin against all odds. Even if it costs you dearly afterward.

The blood in my body seemed to be on fire as I stared at the plump, nearly naked breasts, the knot in my throat rolling up and down as an unprecedentedly strong urge filled my body.

The hand, already trembling once again, probed out, pressing falsely on Teacher Zhu’s breasts, and as long as the five fingers closed slightly, he could grasp that huge mass of flesh firmly and tightly in his palm.

What a wonderful touch that would be!

Catch on. Or don’t you scratch? Catch. Not scratch? I struggled fiercely with my thoughts, caught up in a heavenly battle.

Though sanity was crumbling a little, the remnants of sobriety were still holding their ground, telling me that it wasn’t worth it – that the consequences of this grabbing on would be an early showdown with Ms. Chu, or conquering her and making her my woman tonight, or losing it all.

The question is, is one really ready for a showdown? Where do I stand in her mind?

In other words, is it better to launch a strong attack and win the final victory, or to steadily build up strategic advantages and slowly turn from weak to strong and finally succeed?

I asked myself silently, suddenly struck by a thought that I couldn’t guess what was going on in her mind, so why not try to find out?

I remember Ms. Zhu said in class that she had the habit of writing a weekly diary, and that she would try to find time every week to record her thoughts and feelings in a real way. She advocated that we do the same, and in the future, when we write weekly diary, we should not write those empty words to cope with the teacher’s falsehoods, but really use the writing to record our own feelings and sorrows, the inner world, and even the privacy of the secret.

She also announced that there was no need to hand in weekly notebooks in the future, because ‘since they are personal, how can I have the right to receive them for review?’ Thinking about this, my eyes lit up. If I could see what Ms. Zhu wrote in her weekly journal, wouldn’t I know what she really thought?

I leapt for joy at the idea, with an exciting thrill of voyeuristic privacy. To have her mind completely exposed to my eyes was almost more exciting than seeing her naked!

Saying yes, I quickly withdrew my clutches, got up and quietly went back into the bedroom and made my way to the desk in the dark, trying to retrieve her weekly journal.

The desktop was neatly packed, with only textbooks, lesson plans, and pen and paper, as well as a book-suppressing stone; there was no notebook-like book.

Thinking that if I really wanted to document privacy, I wouldn’t be able to just leave it on the desktop, I reached for a couple of drawers.

The two small drawers next to it were full of bits and pieces, nothing of value, and the biggest drawer in the center wouldn’t even open. I went over to take a look and realized that the drawer was locked! It seemed that the secret must be in here! It’s a pity I couldn’t open it.

Undeterred, I still wanted to sneak up on the keys, but on second thought, the keys were the easiest to make noise with, not to mention the danger of trying them one by one was too high, so I had to give up helplessly.

Then I touched the side of the closet, wanting to steal two pieces of lingerie out to have a good time, but the shabby closet door, the slightest pull made a squeaking noise, scaring me not to move any more, and I could only dismayed to stop.

After such a toss, my desire to drop much more, self-control has grown substantially. In the time that followed, although I had the audacity to go back to the door, peeped and admired Ms. Zhu’s half-naked body for half a day, and also took off my panties and masturbated excitedly once, but after all I didn’t lose control of myself and went to violate her.

After ejaculating and having my lust temporarily satisfied, I felt exhausted and my injury was aching, so I hastily cleaned up and went back to bed, drifting off to sleep a few moments later.

When I woke up the next day, it was nine in the morning. I got up and dressed and went out of the bedroom. The straw mat at the doorway had long been put away, and Ms. Zhu was sitting at the small round table in the living room preparing for class. Seeing that I was in much better spirits after a good night’s sleep, she was very happy and greeted me with a smile as I ate my breakfast, and after the meal, she changed the medication for me one more time. After the meal, she changed my medicine again. My foot was basically healed that day, and the place where I had been hit had also begun to heal.

She told me to go home and rest, so I wouldn’t have to make up for it today. I refused, called home, and then shamelessly in her home to rub a delicious lunch, afternoon nap, the four light bulbs also came one after another. They saw me all laughed maniacally, no sympathy at all, really is the heart and face of the same ugly animal face animal heart human and God’s indignation of the typical!

But I wasn’t angry, because I had already made the biggest gain through the whole day’s covert observation, and that was discovering where Mr. Chu’s key was kept.

It was a keychain with a cute butterfly decoration hanging from it, and there were six keys bolted to it. I guessed that all her keys, including the one for that drawer, would be here. Instead, the entire keychain was in a plastic tray on one of the cabinets in the front entryway, with a hairbrush, perfume, air freshener, small scissors, and other miscellaneous items in the tray.

In the morning I had thought several times about taking advantage of Ms. Zhu’s visit to the restroom to secretly take the key to open her drawer, but on second thought I still couldn’t act rashly. After all, it’s too risky to do so, besides, even if I did find the weekly notes, I wouldn’t have the time to read them carefully, and if I messed up the order of the items in the drawer, I would definitely be noticed afterwards, and then I’d be dead.

For safety’s sake, the only way to carry out this plan is to wait until Mr. Chu is not at home!

But then again, how could she not be at home and leave me here alone? Even if she’s close to me as a student, there’s no way she’d do that. Unless, of course, she managed to sneak in like a thief while she was out.

My heart fluttered at the thought, but I was immediately frustrated again. Sneaking in is easy to say, but it’s too hard to practice! Let’s say how to pry open the security door, right? We are not the drum on the flea Shiqian wonderful hands of the scholar Zhu Cong thief handsome Chu Liu Xiang 007 James Bond, neither the ancient subtle lock technology, but also do not have today’s highly sophisticated modern machinery, absolutely can not be opened. (Nonsense! If the security door can be opened I directly pry that drawer, why bother?)

What should I do? I thought about it, the only way, the only way is to hide from Mr. Zhu to steal a set of keys to her house!

This thought made me excited and scared, so much so that my complexion changed significantly, Mr. Zhu thought that my injuries had flared up again and was concerned about me, I was busy trying to find a reason to cover it up, but in my heart, I set off a huge wave.

God forgive me! I knew I was getting in deeper and deeper, really starting to slide into the abyss of sin, but no longer had the power to stop my insanity!

A whole, bolder plan arose in my head.

After I went home that day, my nerves were always in high gear, and after suffering for seven days and seven nights, I finally looked forward to Sunday again. In the afternoon I purposely ten minutes early, at two fifty I knocked on the door of Mr. Zhu’s dormitory.

She opened the door and let me in, didn’t ask much about why I was early, smiled as usual and told me to sit down. The phone rang just a minute after my ass was seated.

I was so happy in my heart, thinking that this kid, Ah Jian, was really on time and didn’t miss my big event.

Mr. Zhu went to the corner of the living room to pick up the microphone, and after a couple of replies, I could hear that it was indeed Ah Jian. He was calling at this hour on my orders, and on the pretext of asking for advice on a few questions he didn’t understand, he droned on and on, pestering Mr. Zhu to talk away.

A Jian also asked me why I want to do this, of course, I will not be stupid enough to tell him the real reason, but lied to him that the final exam language subject paper should be in Mr. Zhu’s dormitory, if he can call at 2:50 or so, try to stall Mr. Zhu, I may be able to use this valuable time to turn over the paper, peek at the approximate scope of the way, this way a few of the buddies can be insured over the pass. Ajian was overjoyed to hear that, and immediately made a good watch with me, and agreed to it.

The plan is on, so hurry up and grab it!

I reminded myself, pressed my nerves and jumped up, running over and pretending to be out of my mind, I told Mr. Zhu that I lost my wallet, I should have accidentally dropped it downstairs, and that I needed to go down and look for it. Mr. Zhu nodded to me, his attention still focused on the conversation with Jian. I ran to the door, glanced at her when I changed my shoes, and seeing that she didn’t pay attention to this side, I quickly reached out and grabbed the keys from the tray, and ran out afterward like I was running away.

But Mr. Chu’s shout came out of nowhere from inside, calling out my name and telling me to stand still.

Done! My first thought was that I’d been discovered, and I froze and stopped on the stairs, the blood draining from my face.

Mr. Zhu appeared in the doorway, but his face did not look angry, on the contrary, he looked very worried, complaining that I said how to run so fast, last week’s injuries have not yet healed, in case of accidental fall will be bad.

I was so relieved that I was busy nodding my head in agreement, and watched Mr. Zhu go back into the living room and pick up the microphone again before a stone fell from my heart and a wave of emotion moved through me.

-Mr. Chu is so nice to me, and I’m so mean, I’m worse than a beast.

But at that time I was already completely swayed by the strong lust, although the heart is ashamed, but still have no choice but to rush down the stairs, three steps and two steps away from the teachers’ dormitory cradling, running out of more than fifty meters and then turned a corner, panting into a locksmith store there.

This is the day before I look for a good store, lock master took over the string of keys, took a closer look, said that can be copied, told me to leave the key in a few days a come and get it. I was busy lying that this set of keys home in a hurry, asked him if he could take down a model to let me take the original. The teacher said yes, but to pay a little more processing fee.

I gritted my teeth and pulled out all my hard-earned pocket money to cover the cost. The teacher took it, and then took the key to the side to get the model. His movements slow and methodical, so that I was anxious to jump straight to my feet, according to my plan, must be in three o’clock before the whole set of keys back to the original place, otherwise wait for those four light bulbs are here, crowded eyes, the possibility of being discovered greatly increased.

I couldn’t stop urging the master to hurry up, but apart from getting blank stares and nagging, it in turn slowed down his progress even more, and when he managed to remove the model, I looked at my watch, and it was bad, it was already five minutes past three!

I grabbed my keys and stuffed them into my pants pocket, darting back to the dormitory straddling the room again, silently praying in my heart that those four light bulbs would either get sick or skip school or get into a car accident or get abducted today, whatever it took, and as long as they would be a few minutes late, all would be well!

Unfortunately, when I entered Mr. Zhu’s house, all four pairs of shoes were there! The four light bulbs were already in their places, and they were all staring at me as I entered the house.

There was no way the key could have been secretly returned to the far end of the room in full view of everyone! My heart sank, and, stiffly pretending that nothing had happened, I returned to my seat with heavy feet.

Mr. Zhu is still on the phone with Ah Jian, and it took another three minutes before he hung up. Ah Jian this kid this time is outstanding to complete the task, but my side is on the side of failure! I can’t help but secretly regret that I should have reserved a little more time and come earlier to steal the key. However, it was clearly three o’clock sharp, ten minutes early is still reasonable, too early to come also afraid to cause suspicion. This can only be said that man’s plans are not as good as God’s.

Ms. Zhu came over and asked me if I had found my wallet, and I forced a smile and said yes, I had found it, but I had dropped it halfway down the street, which is why I had to look for it for so long. She didn’t suspect anything and said happily that it was good, then she opened her lesson plan and started tutoring us.

I listened distractedly, my mind racing for a response. What to do? Although Ms. Zhu did not realize that the key is missing, but if I can not put the key back before the end of class, tonight she will lock the security door before she goes to bed, and will certainly find that, as long as a thought back to know that the thief is bound to make up for the few people, and I am absolutely the most suspected, almost certain that it will be immediately exposed to the public.

–Shall I find some excuse to go out again, and secretly put it back when I pass the door? No, not to mention the fact that it’s really hard to find an excuse, and there are so many people here that if any one of them glances over once in a while, they’ll be caught red-handed!

See the time a little past, the clock is getting closer and closer to the end of the class, my heart is getting more and more anxious, my head is full of cold sweat, Mr. Zhu keenly noticed, asked me what’s wrong with me today? I had to stall and say that last night’s power outage at home, no air conditioning, so I did not sleep well, to excuse the past.

Class time finally arrived!

Light bulbs are talking and laughing to pack up the textbook notes, one after another to the door, Mr. Zhu, as usual, politely escorted each other out, this situation is even more unlikely to do any tricks, I woodenly followed behind, a wave of despair has surged through the body.

“Big handsome, what’s wrong with you today?” The ugliest light bulb was squatting on the ground to change his shoes while making fun of me, “You look like you’re in a trance, are you suffering from lovesickness?”

“The hell with you!” I cursed in a bad mood, but suddenly a plan came to me, and I thought of a risky method, determined to gamble my luck, so I hemmed and hawed and laughed, “Oops, so it’s all been seen out! That’s right, there’s a girl I’ve been crushing on for a long time, she’s good-looking and kind, with a pair of big beautiful eyes and thick, long braids.” I was talking about the lyrics of the mainland’s popular song “Xiao Fang” at the time, and the light bulbs all laughed and asked in unison who that was. Each one of them showed a gossipy expression.

I cleared my throat and said, pretending to be affectionate to the ugliest light bulb, “Of course, that is the beauty of the world’s most beautiful and unprecedented sister you ah!” We all laughed and couldn’t stand up straight, the ugliest light bulb swung his fist to hit me, not realizing that I was waiting for this, he was busy pretending to dodge right and left to escape, his mouth continued to laugh loudly, his body suddenly leaned back, as if he had accidentally lost his balance, the whole body crashed into the cupboard, and his arm swept the plastic tray that originally held the keys to the ground.

The tray of hairbrushes, perfume, and small scissors fell in all directions, and the crowd shrieked.

I flusteredly apologized with an embarrassed look on my face, bent down to pick up the tray, and went back to pick up those items one by one. Mr. Zhu even said it was okay, also bent down and picked up a few things, and put the tray back with me.

All the items were picked up and placed messily on the top, including the keys – when I intentionally touched the tray, my other hand was already in my pants pocket holding the keys, and by picking up the other items, I reached out very naturally, and placed the keys on the tray in front of everyone’s eyes. Including Mr. Zhu, no one found the flaw, all thought I picked up the key from the ground and put it back.

The whole program has been successfully completed!

I regained my relaxed mood and waved goodbye to Mr. Zhu before happily returning home.

Three days later, I received a brand new set of keys from my teacher, excitedly dancing around as if I had gotten the key to heaven, not realizing that heaven and hell are often just a hair’s breadth apart.

The last section of the afternoon is the physical education class, but also the time of the meeting of all the teachers of the senior section, I moved ten minutes after quietly slipped out of the school door, came to the teacher’s dormitory, look around no one, a smoke ran up the stairs to stand in front of Mr. Zhu.

Although I know that Mr. Zhu will not be inside at this time, but the thief’s heart is still very nervous, the palms of my hands do not obey the command of the trembling, one by one to try the keys, and with great difficulty, only then the correct one inserted into the security door’s lock hole, turned a few times, and opened the door smoothly.

Then the wooden door was opened as well, and I dashed and scurried inside, then locked the security door and the wooden door in turn from the inside, lest any neighbors pass by and find something amiss.

It was at this point that I really got hot-faced and excited beyond words.

(vi)

Looking around at all the familiar furnishings in the room, I felt like a fish out of water, my mood was very excited, but also mixed with the fear of being on edge, the mixture of two very different emotions, the unique taste is really never forgotten.

I stabilized my breathing, took off my sneakers, and without changing into my slippers, I just walked into the bedroom, jumped onto Mr. Zhu’s bed in a single leap first, and rolled a few times on it, venting my heart’s joyful exuberance!

The bed is neatly folded with a set of pillows and bedding, it is the last time Ms. Zhu carried out to sleep in the set, I lie on top, greedy rubbing, sniffing, as if I can still feel her body temperature, smell the fragrance coming from the hair on the body like, indulge in it, really want to rely on the top does not get up.

Still, after a few minutes I came to my senses, remembered the main purpose of the trip, and fondly got out of bed and walked over to the desk, using the smallest key I could find to open the center drawer.

Inside were several notebooks and a large pile of letters, in addition to some bankbooks, jewelry and other modest belongings.

I memorized where each item was placed first, then carefully picked up a notebook and flipped through it.

Ha, sure enough, it’s Mr. Chu’s personal weekly journal!

It’s not accurate to say it’s a weekly journal, but it’s recorded about every three or four days, and the beautiful, clear pen font records pages and pages of the most intimate feelings and inner world.

I thought to myself that I didn’t have much time today, so I couldn’t possibly read the whole thing, not to mention that there were so many more, so I had to pick a few to get over, and then slowly read through them all later, so I flipped by the date to April 14th, the day she came to our class for the first time, and looked at what she’d written.

“Today is my first time to go to the podium, and I am really nervous to face the black mass of students underneath.

I kept giving myself a pep talk, but a heart was still thumping. I think my face must be very red, I wonder if those students will see it. “

“I’ve forgotten all the speeches I’ve thought of, so I’m a bit panicked about what to say. Luckily, I had the bright idea of letting the students introduce themselves, so I didn’t have to say anything, huh?”

“After all, they’re students from a key middle school, and most of them speak in a very upbeat and positive manner, but it’s inevitable that they’re also a bit uniform and overly conformist. Except for a boy named Wen Yan.”

Sure enough, I saw my name! My heart fluttered with a sweet warmth, and I couldn’t help but go back to my bed and sit down, reading it word for word.

“This boy is so funny, with a cynical face, just like telling a monologue, humorous and comical. Oh, it was really too funny. I was almost about to burst out laughing, but I subconsciously controlled it. Why? Maybe it was because I wanted to maintain a reserved demeanor in front of these students. I wanted to make them feel that although I, the teacher, am kind and easygoing but not casual, and although I can mingle with them when I’m happy, I won’t lose my temper at any time.”

Ha, so it is!

I was dumbfounded, thinking that Ms. Zhu’s calm, generous, and elegant appearance was all a disguise! No wonder, after all, she is not a few years older than us, rather than a teacher, it is more like a sister.

–Maybe I should take good advantage of this ambivalence of hers of wanting to be close to the students but also wanting to maintain the teacher’s dignity, and fully utilize it so that she unconsciously appreciates me more but suppresses her attempts to be close to the other students. Once teachers and students trust each other too much and feel good about each other, the relationship will get a breakthrough by leaps and bounds.

Thinking about it, I became more and more excited and couldn’t help but turn to the back of the book to see what she had to say about my “heroic rescue” the other night.

“I was really touched by that boy Wenyan’s bravery last night, he fought valiantly like a lion, and was beaten all over by the three hooligans who bullied me. I distinctly saw that when he was beaten the most, his eyes still looked at me, flashing with a determined look, as if telling me to rest assured that he would protect me at all costs.”

“At that moment I felt my heart violently rattled, and my body, which had been trembling with fear, seemed to be infused with a surge of strength, and I rushed up to protect him without any hesitation, until I had frightened the ruffians away.”

I was greatly pleased with what I saw, and Tao Taoran was overwhelmed with joy. To be able to see with my own eyes a great beauty like Ms. Zhu, who is also the girl of my dreams, giving me such high praise and evaluation, it really is too honorable! Even if I get beaten up a few more times in the future I’m willing to do it.

Next is the account of that night “stay”, Ms. Zhu in the text confessed her hesitation at that time, think after all, is a man and a woman, according to reason should not leave me behind, but thought that I was injured for her, and it is already dark, can not rest assured that I can not go back by myself, so made up her mind to want me to stay the night.

“When I took a shower, I was instinctively a little worried, will he peek at me? Boys at this age are the most impulsive. Although I believe he is not a bad boy, but every now and then, I still can’t help glancing at the gap under the door, fearing that a pair of peeping eyes will suddenly appear there. However, it turns out that I was imagining things, Wenyan has been sitting at the table eating noodles in a regular manner since the beginning.”

“I secretly glad that I did not look at the wrong person, out of the shower, he saw me before he froze, eyes staring at my chest. I casually joked with him, who knows his face actually went red, squirming like a girl.

Oh, it was so cute. “

“In fact, the boys have been calling me “Boobie” behind my back, saying how big my boobs are, and I’ve heard the girls report that, and I know they usually look at me when I’m not looking. I’ve always pretended not to know because I thought it would be too embarrassing to talk about it, and it’s just a normal reaction to puberty, so I should be more understanding of them.”

Seeing this I spat out my tongue, so those little tricks she is not unaware of ah, only with her love tolerance. I don’t know what I did to take advantage of her, and then the “evil deeds”.

Has it been seen through? Well, either way, it’s time to be more careful in the future.

“While blow-drying his hair, the boy’s face, reflected in the mirror, appeared again overwhelmed and agitated. Strange, what was he so excited about? It couldn’t be that he really thought that I would be sleeping in the same bed as him, haha.”

“I suddenly got the idea of mischief, and deliberately performed the rhythmic dance steps I learned in college, walked over with a slightly flirtatious posture, and sat down at the edge of the bed. The kid was really breathing hard, blushing and dumbfounded, unable to speak. I was trying to tease him again, suddenly smelled a very strong male breath on his body, his mind at the same time floated out of the scene of his courageous desperation for me, all of a sudden, my heart inexplicably welled up a tenderness, the body is also some.”

“The atmosphere seemed ambiguous for a moment, and I seemed to be in a vague sort of confusion, expecting something to happen. But suddenly I still woke up with a start and hurried away, clutching my pillow quilt.”

My mind shook with a roar, and a heart beat so wildly with joy that it almost burst open. Then my eyes quickly skimmed through the page of records first. The latter was nothing important, only wrote that she was sweltering and insomniac, so she quietly went into the bedroom and took a straw mat out to hit the floor, etc. a few sentences, and then ended it hastily. Visible she did not know that night I was on her those actions, which makes me completely at ease, the line of sight back to the whole paragraph just now on the narrative, staring at the dead eyes, heart surging ups and downs.

Having read a lot of pornography and pornographic videos, and having learned enough about male and female sexuality, I knew exactly what that text meant.

It means that in that moment that night, I made Ms. Zhu feel the temptation of sex! Or to put it more bluntly, my adolescent boy’s fiery passion also infected her, so that she couldn’t help but have some kind of physical desire thoughts! Only this thought was immediately restrained by her reasoning.

Yes, it must be. This is in no way an exaggeration.

I am so confident because of two details in that passage. First, after the phrase “a tenderness inexplicably welled up in my heart,” there was originally a whole line of narration, but these words were blotted out by the black fountain pen water, and only the first five words were vaguely recognizable as “the body is also somewhat,” which was obvious. The content of this entire line of writing must have made Ms. Zhu feel shy, and although she would not show her private weekly diary to anyone else, she still felt embarrassed when she looked back at it, which is why she erased it.

What content would make Ms. Chu herself shy? What’s in her body too? Hot and tingly? Lassitude? Empty and lonely? Or is she already excited and eager?

I speculated, hypothesized, and perked up. What follows those five words really does conjure up infinite associations, and simply excites me more than seeing the original text.

The second detail is the line at the end, “Expect something to happen.”

What does the word “what” mean here?

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that “what” is just a subconsciously cryptic word used by Mr. Zhu, in fact, it can be replaced by two other words here, that is – sexual intercourse!

The “as is” in that sentence should be: expecting sex to happen!

At the time she was expecting intercourse to happen!

Gosh, Ms. Chu – the goddess of my heart – she actually did have the urge to sleep with me once!

It was only a brief moment, but the impulse was real and unadulterated!

My gaze seemed to be held by a magnet, frozen on the words, and I didn’t move away for a long time.

Until today, I have read an unknown number of long and short erotic articles, how many hot sex descriptions, how many blood-curdling explicit statements, just for the skill of words and the degree of excitement, are astronomical times better than the sentence “looking forward to what happens”! Yet, strangely enough, it was that one simple sentence that brought me the most intense visual pleasure I’ve ever experienced, unrivaled! It was more powerful than any other magnificent sentence in any other great work, and I will never forget it.

At the time, I was staring at the words dead in the face, with only one voice screaming in my head.

-Mrs. Chu wants to have sex with me!

-She wants to have sex with me!

-Make love. Making love!

Thinking about it now, at that time, I was really too Q, deliberately ignored that just a short “moment”, and automatically magnified into “she has been looking forward to having sex with me” effect. In this way, the stimulation brought to me is of course great, my rod immediately excited and engorged to the extreme, while repeating that sentence again and again, while quietly reaching into the crotch of his pants to masturbate with excitement, in his mind fantasizing about how Ms. Zhu is eager to devote herself to me, how to tease and seduce me on the bed in a lustful way.

And then we have a passionate, combined intercourse. Having each other in all sorts of positions. Ah, Mr. Chu! Mr. Chu.

I love you. Zhu Shanxin. I’m going to shoot you. Cum! Cum. In a silent cry, the youthful fervor ejected like a spring, and the excitement quickly climbed to its peak.

Only after the pleasure had passed did my excitement gradually subside, and when I looked at my watch, it was already time for school to end! The meeting on Mr. Zhu’s side was almost over, so if I didn’t leave, it would be dangerous! So I hurriedly put the weekly notebook back into the drawer, locked it, and checked the scene again to make sure that nothing was out of place before I walked out of the dormitory, re-locked both the wooden door and the security door, and ran down the stairs as fast as I could.

At the entrance to the courtyard where the dormitory straddles, I ran into several students from the next class and two familiar teachers.

They all greeted me, did something wrong I extreme unnatural should be two sentences and hurried away, after returning home to relive the whole process, can not help but be fearful, but also sweet stimulation, like a magic for a long time can not be extricated.

The next day to the school, everything was quiet, proving that I was the first time into the business of stealing chickens and dogs “novice”, did quite well, not detected by the owner. Suspended the heart of the night finally let go, but more bold!

By Saturday night, seeing the opportunity that Ms. Chu had gone to night school, I once again sneaked into her dormitory!

This time there was plenty of time, she wouldn’t be home before ten-thirty, which meant that I had a full three and a half hours to do whatever I wanted, and could make any move with complete ease, without having to rush like a firebrand like last time.

I opened the drawer again, took out my weekly journal, and flipped through the pages.

This time I read it slowly and carefully, and gradually my brow furrowed in dismay as I realized something I hadn’t noticed last time.

The first thing is that I don’t seem to be particularly important in her mind!

From the time we first met in April until now, Mr. Zhu has recorded a total of twenty-three texts, of which only five have mentioned me, and the only ones written in more detail are the two I saw last time, while the remaining three only mention my name occasionally and then pass it off in a single sentence!

–What’s going on here? If she had a crush on me, if she thought I was different, she would have thought of me and written about me often.

I went back and forth through those twenty-three records, counting them all, and it was still the right number of five times. A few of the worst students in the class were mentioned more often than I was.

This can’t help but make me extremely depressed and even a little angry.

Could it be that Ms. Zhu never liked me a bit, even half a bit? Wasn’t it because she admired me that she made me the subject representative? What was she thinking?

I am full of bad taste. The teenager’s competitive heart can not tolerate a grain of sand, naive thought that the feelings of the world is so simple. Or “love”, or is “not love”, either one or the other, never hazy. But do not know that adolescent love is originally hazy, confused, childish, self-righteous, need time to refine and life experience in order to mature.

Anyway, at that point I was so upset that I decided to find out what was going on in Mr. Chu’s mind, so I flipped to the front of my weekly notebook and read it in detail from the beginning.

What is recorded in this book is just the journey of Ms. Zhu’s heart in the past two years. There are the moments of her life in the teacher training school, the things she saw and heard in her daily life, and the thoughts she had when she was quiet at night. It took me two and a half hours to read it all, and my understanding of her deepened.

It turned out that Ms. Zhu was born in a small county in the north, and grew up in a poor family, her parents’ salary could barely make ends meet, but she was very understanding and competitive, and her grades have always been excellent. In order to relieve her family’s burden, she gave up her major at a prestigious university, changed her major to teacher training, which was the cheapest tuition, and got the only place to work as a trainee teacher at a major middle school. Therefore, she treasured this opportunity very much, hoping that after the internship period, she could obtain the qualification to stay in the school to teach, and later become a full-fledged teacher in our school.

In order to achieve this goal, she was determined to go all out, and several young male teachers at her school confessed their love for her, all of which she politely but firmly refused. Because she was worried that falling in love at this time would leave a bad impression on the school leaders, she vowed to put her love life aside and wait for her job to stabilize before considering a relationship. In the meantime even if she met a more suitable object, she would never move.

When I saw this, my whole body went cold. If Ms. Chu just didn’t love me but had another love, or if she didn’t love anyone for the time being but was open to love, then I wouldn’t have been so desperate, because there was still a one-in-a-million hope that I could slowly move her heart. However, the situation now is that she simply does not want to get emotionally entangled with anyone, closing her heart tightly and not giving anyone a chance to pursue her.

That’s a tough one!

I am aware of the practice in our school that a minimum of two years’ probationary period is required for the transition from trainee teacher to regular teacher.

Two years later, even if Mr. Zhu really got what he wanted, I would have graduated and left school, and it would be too late to do anything about it.

-No, I can’t wait two more years. Everything is too uncertain in two years. I must confess my love to her before graduation to make it happen!

I solemnly made a grand wish, closed my journal and put it back in the drawer, and got up to walk around the bedroom, only to feel that my heart was suffering terribly, while the desire to possess and the evil thoughts became even stronger, and I was very eager to give vent to them.

Naturally, I began the perverted behavior.

Without the need to be taught, driven by my male nature, I “professionally” searched through Ms. Chu’s underwear. Opening the closet, I examined every bra, panty and stocking in detail. All of them were conservative and generous styles, mostly made of cotton, none of them were lace or sexy, but just seeing that amazingly sized bra with huge cups, I was already so excited that I almost spewed out my nosebleed, and I was so enamored that I put my cheeks on the cups as if I were holding on to Teacher Zhu’s huge breasts.

For the rest of that night, I indulged in these flowery clothes, carefully admiring them, greedily sniffing them, obsessively rubbing them, and finally secretly sticking out my tongue and licking each and every piece of clothing, especially the most cutting-edge part inside the cups and the triangle where the panties cover her private parts, licking them without sparing any effort, and practically smearing them all over with my saliva. The thought of her wearing the clothes I licked after her bath in the evening, as if my saliva was directly moisturizing her, made me excited just thinking about it.

The only pity is that I didn’t find out the unwashed “original” underwear that night, so I didn’t get to smell Ms. Zhu’s pure and natural frankincense and body odor. Not only that night, but I also sneaked into her dormitory many times after that, but I never got it. Because she is really a very clean and diligent person, change off the intimate apparel always the first time to wash off.

But that’s okay, I’ve got plenty of other tricks up my sleeve besides underwear.

With the increase in the number of dives, my guts are getting bigger and bigger, but also play more and more perverted, not only lick her underwear, but also lick her cup of water, eating with the dishes, and later also developed to “very creative” with her washing tools to brush her teeth! Ha, I can’t tell you how perverted and pleasurable it felt to share such a private tool with her, just like kissing her. She must have never imagined that she would be exchanging saliva with her student in such a way without realizing it.

As for masturbation, that’s a big part of what I do every time!

Originally, I just used Ms. Chu’s underwear to masturbate, the practice was to hold her panties over her nose and sniff them violently, kneading her bra cups with one hand and working enthusiastically with the other. Later on, I was not satisfied anymore and wanted a more intense stimulation, so I boldly and carefully tried to use her panties or bra directly on the rod, which really brought me ten times stronger pleasure, and I almost couldn’t help but cum.

Fortunately, I quickly moved away in time, so as not to leave stains on the clothing, but in hindsight is really afraid, semen is the most difficult to eliminate, as long as the trace left behind will greatly increase the risk of exposure, for the sake of safety, this kind of action must not be attempted again, or sooner or later there will be a day of fire.

Of course, there are ways to compensate, shooting on underwear is too dangerous, shooting on Mr. Zhu’s towel is not easy to be detected. Because the towel is usually semi-dry and wet, after shooting a little bit of cleaning, and then dry up, will not leave any cracks.

The towels in Ms. Zhu’s house all fell into disrepute one by one after I came up with this idea. The towel for washing my face was my favorite, and I was most excited about using it, because the thought of the semen being wiped on Ms. Zhu’s face every day, as if I were “shooting in the face” at her beautiful face, made my blood boil. But as much as I liked it, I was most cautious when I used it, and I had to clean it carefully every time. After all, it’s a towel for wiping your face, and it’s easy to detect abnormalities when you smell it.

Therefore, I more often use her body towel and foot towel, who will not have something to smell these two kinds of towels, with less scruples, and the weather is so hot, even if a slight odor is normal, may not be suspected to other. I use every time very enjoyable, ejaculation also use the hand carefully will semen wipe the whole towel, in order to and Zhu teacher after bath carcass and tender feet after the most full contact.

Then, when even that didn’t satisfy me, I got even more perverted and went to work on her cosmetics.

The burning semen that I had ejaculated from my masturbation was carefully mixed into her moisturizer, perfume and body lotion, it was just a pity that the school rules stipulated that teachers were not allowed to wear lipstick, so she didn’t buy this item, otherwise she would have to use the lipstick mixed with my semen to apply it to her lips, that was equivalent to sucking off my dick for me, it really made one feel good to think about it!

But it didn’t matter if I didn’t have any lipstick, I still managed to find a way to make Ms. Chu taste my cum for herself, and that was by going down on her food! Whenever I saw any leftover rice, corn mush, or other slimy foods in her refrigerator, I would have no problem mixing it with freshly ejaculated semen. It was the most pleasurable job, no need to hide it at all, just a little stirring with my fingers and there was no trace of it, it was all in her mouth without her even realizing it.

The days flew by, the final exams came at the end of June, and summer vacation started in July. But this is only a nominal summer vacation, the next semester is the senior graduating class, facing the heavy pressure of the college entrance examination. In the school leader’s visionary teacher’s serious and long parents’ active request and students’ deep understanding, summer vacation as a historical term automatically withdrew from the stage of history, in the heat of the summer heat, the whole grade students only a week’s rest before returning to the classroom, and began to advance to the senior high school curriculum.

The expected holiday is so lost, the dead friends are all screaming and cursing, only I am secretly happy.

Because I could see Ms. Chu every day again. My sneaking in and perverted behavior continued every now and then, giving me great physical and psychological pleasure, and a vague feeling that this kind of “intimate contact” with her was not a good idea.

The way of doing it is not bad, it has its own unique excitement. Even if she did become my lover, she wouldn’t necessarily be willing to suck my dick and rub herself with my semen! However, now that I can enjoy these “treats”, I should be satisfied.

If it hadn’t been for that incident, the days might have gone on like this, and I would have secretly “molested” her until I graduated and left school a year later, and in the midst of infinite frustration, a ridiculous part of my youth would have passed away, and along with the love I had for her and those perverted behaviors, it would have become a beautiful memory buried deep in my heart forever. I’m not sure if I’m going to be able to do that.

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It was one morning at the end of July, during recess, my buddies and I were sitting around the tables and chairs in the back of the classroom chatting and laughing, and just as we were getting to the point, Old Iron suddenly coughed dryly and said he had an important insider’s news to announce.

Everyone gave a scornful look and said have a fart, and Lao Tie mysteriously lowered his voice and said it was about Mr. Zhu’s major discovery.

I was so alarmed that I busily pricked up my ears and doubled my attention.

“Know what? Mr. Zhu is having an affair with the head teacher!”

Lao Tie’s first sentence made the crowd let out an exaggerated gasp of “Oh ……”, but the element of performance is mostly, everyone’s face is a playful expression, no one believed it.

The director of the teaching staff is a bad old man over 50 years old, looks extremely key school leader style, but also particularly harsh, is the majority of the oppressed students of the bitter class enemy, we are angry, usually made up a lot of his jokes and “news”, as for the said and so-and-so female teachers and even female students have an affair, has long been not what It’s not a new thing anymore.

I also secretly laughed for a while. The person who knew Ms. Zhu the most and held the most secrets was me, if she really had that kind of relationship with the Director of Instruction, it was impossible to hide it from my eyes.

“Old Tie, please make it up a little better, okay?” Jian laughed and scolded, “How can that old man be a good match for Mr. Zhu? What pretty woman would fall for him? You should at least find someone closer in looks and temperament to play, what a pig brain!”

“You’re the one with a pig’s brain! The old man may look like an asshole, but he’s got the power!” Old Iron retorted, “Understand? Power! The power to decide whether or not the trainee teacher stays in the school! Ms. Zhu had to give herself to him in order to stay in the school.”

The crowd was dumbfounded, and for a moment they were all speechless, as if they thought it made quite a bit of sense.

I will not allow their own women to be so defamed reputation, coldly asked the old iron, dead old man has the power does not mean that Mr. Zhu must be flattered him, but also said so nose and eyes, do you see it with your own eyes?

The old iron hemmed and hawed and said not only is he, there are a number of people also together with the eyes to see, and then put the matter after one by one said out.

It turns out that just three days ago at noon, Lao Tie and a few neighboring classmates to the math teacher’s home to make up, passing by the second floor of the director of the home, just ran into Mr. Zhu came out of the inside, and heard the director of the said, “You go back first, and then come back in the evening when there is no one!”

Seeing the old iron them, Mr. Zhu obviously some embarrassment and embarrassment, red-faced and hurried away. Lao Tie they originally did not feel anything, this time, on the contrary, suspicious, and then remembered the dead old man’s words, the more they think the more they feel that there is a big article here.

In order to verify the authenticity of these boys are curious, the night deliberately sneak up again, ambush in the third floor to check the movement, and really nine o’clock or so when Mr. Zhu quietly, knocking on the door of the director of the home, people go in the door is tightly closed.

Enough more than half an hour later, the door reopened, at this time Lao Tie each of them personally heard, the director of the teaching staff and teacher Zhu in the door of the physical entanglement, although people in the staircase can not see the scene of the situation, the party’s voice was deliberately suppressed very low, but a pleading “you do not want to do so” was clearly heard by several people.

Subsequently, they boldly probed to see the director of the teaching staff sent Teacher Zhu out, full of light and treacherous smile expression, eyes colorful staring at her chest, with a commanding tone that free time to often come over to sit down. And Ms. Zhu obviously cried like, eyes red and swollen, shoulders in a shrug and twitching, change shoes silently downstairs to go.

“If you don’t believe me, ask so-and-so and so-and-so in class four and see if I can lie about a single word!”

Old iron categorical tone, serious demeanor, so that the diehard all shrugged and moved, are beginning to believe a little. Especially he said that the two boys in the next class are more realistic, usually always have a say, which increased the credibility of these words.

I was half-convinced and half-doubting, as if I had lost my soul. Ms. Zhu did want to stay in school very much, which I understood better than anyone else, and she was even willing to sacrifice the right to fall in love for the past two years in exchange for the qualification to stay in school and teach. So, when that dead old man was up to no good, would she be willing to pay the price of her body as well? Honestly, I was completely unsure about that.

Forcing down my hexed emotions, I warned Old Iron that I would ask the two boys for confirmation.

Before the matter is clarified, he is forbidden to spread this news any further, lest it affects Mr. Zhu’s reputation.

Old Iron agreed with a full heart.

After school, I found the two boys directly, and what I pried out of them was about the same as what Old Iron had said.

My eyes blackened, feeling unspeakably uncomfortable and painful, and my first reaction was to want to go through Ms. Zhu’s weekly diary in her drawer to see how she had recorded it, in order to make a final plea for proof. But on those days she was off work on time, and did not go out at night, and there was no physical education class during the day, so I couldn’t find a chance to sneak into her house, and could only wait patiently for the right time in my anxiety.

But after two days, Mr. Zhu and the director of the news of a leg in the whole grade quietly spread, everyone talking about this news, and said the colorful, a listen is after countless disseminators of their own processing of the “wonderful version”, which is unpleasant to the ear of the absurdity of the degree of outrageousness, that is not necessary to say, in a word, I! When I heard it, my heart really burned with a nameless fire of anger, and even my lungs were about to explode.

I found Old Iron with an iron face and questioned him about what happened. He was quick to admit that he had accidentally slipped up and passed it on to someone else. His couldn’t-care-less demeanor was like pouring oil on the fire, causing my anger, which had been building up for days, to suddenly explode.

I snarled and swung my fist up, and beat him ruthlessly and mercilessly, the kind of beating that would beat someone to death. He was so stunned that he didn’t even dare to fight back, and was soon beaten by me, his head bleeding, wailing and falling to the ground, and in the end, it was only when a few teachers who had heard the news rushed to the scene fought to hold me back that I didn’t cause any deaths.

But things got so bad that Old Iron was sent to the hospital for treatment, and his parents, both heartbroken and angry, clamored to the school in the afternoon. And my dad was called in, along with the homeroom teacher, the section leader, and others, to storm in and scold me, and pay for all the medical expenses.

I let them scold, since the beginning like a lost soul of the wood, no matter how they pressed me to ask the reason for the beating, I did not say a word. The old iron parents fire, said to go back to ask his son, I sneer in my heart, secretly think he dares to tell the truth is strange.

As I expected, Lao Tie did not dare to tell the scandalous story of spreading the news, and lied that it was a small dispute we had ourselves. He was probably afraid that I would not be able to withstand the pressure and confess, but instead he took the blame, insisting that it was he who first went to provoke me that caused me to lose control. That’s what made his parents feel less justified, plus they got the full medical bill, so they took a step down and stopped pursuing the case.

Rightfully so, I was relieved of my position as section representative after the incident. No matter how much Mr. Zhu tried to intercede on my behalf, it was useless, and the homeroom teacher and the section leader firmly issued an administrative order to remove me from my post on the spot.

At this point, I don’t care about this crap position, I care about Ms. Zhu herself! During my “trial”, she was keenly aware of the difference in me, guessing that there was something else behind the beating, but she asked me when the class teacher and these nasty people were present, so I did not disclose half a word. After this incident, one day at noon when all the other teachers had left, she called me into the office and asked why.

I lowered my head and faintly said that I punched him because I was angry because Old Iron was spreading rumors about you everywhere.

Mr. Chu seemed a bit surprised and asked what the rumor was.

“He said you and the Dean of Instruction.”

I stopped there, I couldn’t just say “having an affair”, she must know what I meant anyway.

Mr. Zhu’s body visibly shook, his face went pale, and he didn’t speak after a long time.

I raised my head and stared at her lips, then how I wished that I could say in a firm tone from these tantalizing lips that this was a slander, that there was absolutely no such thing! But as the minutes passed, she was slow to speak, while my heart sank lower and lower.

Finally, she did speak, and what she said was, “So. You all know.”

I was like a thunderbolt, and all my organs were seized into a ball. Although I had already prepared myself for it, I was still overwhelmed by the pain of hearing her admit to the scandal.

Teacher Zhu’s eyes glistened with tears, “I only realize now that you. You actually hit someone in order to defend my reputation! Alas, it’s all my teacher’s fault for making you suffer so much.”

If it were anything else, I would have been very touched to hear these thoughtful and caring words, but at that time I only felt deep anger and disappointment, staring at her as if I had just met her for the first time, my eyes like torches, wanting to see through her lungs!

Under my forced gaze, she subconsciously avoided the line of sight in a slight panic. This kind of unnatural behavior more confirmed her heart, my heart suddenly cold, as if there is a most sacred thing collapsed.

I can’t remember how the conversation ended that day or how I left the office; in fact, for a long time afterward, I lived like a zombie, my heart as dead as a corpse. I only remember that a few days later I finally found an opportunity to sneak into Ms. Zhu’s dormitory again, and found her own account of what happened.

The entire account is only two short lines, “Today I did something wrong! In order to stay in school, I was confused for a moment and held back my shame to find the director of instruction to try to go through the back door, and I used the method I used to despise the most.”

There is no more to write here, most of the page is almost blank, but it is speckled with dried tear stains. I can imagine Ms. Zhu holding the pen and writing while tears of remorse streamed down her face, but I have no sympathy or understanding for her, because these two lines are the most conclusive evidence, extinguishing my last illusion of praying for her innocence!

In fact, this so-called “evidence” can not prove that she shamelessly sacrificed her body, and the old iron, although they did not lie, but also in the preconceived notion of intentionally or unintentionally confuse the truth. It was only a long time later that I realized that it wasn’t the case at all. At that time, Ms. Zhu did go to the director of education to ask for help, and gave the old man a heavy gift. That’s what she meant by “the most despicable method”, not the offering of her life.

The old-fashioned stubborn director of teaching in this regard is a gentleman, refused to accept the gift, but I’m afraid to pass by at noon more colleagues, once with Ms. Zhu to push and pull up, alarmed the bystanders inevitably ugly, so she urged her to “no one time to come back”.

In the evening, after Ms. Zhu went to the appointment, the old man closed the door and criticized her, and then shoved the gift back to her. Teacher Zhu woke up from a dream and cried in shame. The whole process is actually so simple, but by the old iron they with tinted glasses to watch, and then after exaggerated modification, it becomes a peach scandal.

In short, the whole thing was simply a misunderstanding. But at that time, I was so burnt out by a variety of emotions such as anger, jealousy, disappointment, and hatred that without analyzing the causes and consequences any further rationally, I rashly made a verdict in my heart against Ms. Chu – she had committed the crime of lewdness! Guilty as charged! Should receive merciless punishment!

What’s the best way to punish her?

A crazy thought arose in my mind – since she’s so uncaring of herself, and can casually dedicate her body as an exchange commodity for ugly old men to play with, then why can’t she dedicate it to me? I’m just as much of a man, since the old man can possess her, then I have just as much right to her body!

Yes, I’m going to get her! Even if it costs me a lot, even if it means going to jail when it happens!

The idea was never contained, and it spread like a cancer virus throughout my body, turning me into a dehumanized, complete beast!

And so, with a ruthless desperation unbecoming of a seventeen year old boy, I embarked on the boldest and most insane act of sin.

It was Saturday, August 18th.

My parents were away on a business trip, and it was the perfect time for me to make my move. At ten o’clock in the evening I set out at a solemn pace, as if I were going to perform a most sacred pile of sacrifices, in a sad and wicked mood.

The sacrifice is Mr. Chu’s body!

As usual, I snuck into her dorm room with ease, opened the refrigerator, and took out the jug of honey water that was sitting inside.

Ms. Zhu loves honey. In these hot summer days, she would ice a jug of honey water in the fridge before going out and drink it in one gulp when she came back to cool and quench her thirst.

I pulled out a paper bag and dropped the ground-up sleeping pills into the honey water.

My mother suffered from severe insomnia, and we had sleeping pills in the house, and I had secretly done several tests before this, calculating the exact dosage of the medication to make sure that it didn’t taste like medicine, but also had enough potency to induce a deep sleep.

Now this is just the right amount, the perfect ratio!

After putting the honeyed water back in the fridge, I threw in a powdered potion into the white kettle of water as well, just in case, before going into the bedroom and sitting down, patiently waiting for my prey to return.

Forty minutes past ten. The sound of a key in the door rang out.

I burrowed under the bed in one fluid motion, trying desperately to restrain my heartbeat and breathing, not moving a muscle while my eyes peeked out through the cracks under the sheets.

I only saw Ms. Zhu enter the door, change into her slippers, and her first action was indeed to open the refrigerator and pick up the honey kettle while drinking from it, while walking to the kitchen. For the next few minutes, I couldn’t see what she was doing, and I didn’t know if she had finished drinking it yet, and when she appeared in sight again, she had already gone into the bedroom, turned on the air-conditioning, and proceeded to start undressing.

I could tell she was getting ready to take a shower, and my rod immediately filled with blood and excitement. She didn’t strip naked though, stopping when she still had underwear left on her body, opening the closet and taking out her clean bathrobe and walking straight to the bathroom.

I had to continue to wait without a word.

More than twenty minutes later, Ms. Zhu returned to the bedroom with the aroma of the shower, sitting on the edge of the bed, holding a heater in her hand and blowing her wet hair. Her white, smooth calves, crystal jade bare feet were swaying in front of my eyes, each tender toe was very clear to see, causing the urge to kiss. I still held back.

Blowing halfway, she suddenly missed the heater fell to the ground, stooped to pick up, but seemed to remember something, maintained the stooped position does not move, staring blankly there. I panicked and retracted my head, nervous heart beating wildly, just afraid of being discovered by her. Fortunately, she did not look at the bottom of the bed, stayed for more than half a minute, sighed long and quietly, then picked up the heater to continue to blow away.

I heard her sigh full of sadness, aggravation and loss, and couldn’t help but feel a stirring in my heart. In the past few days, my attitude towards her has always been cold, not Yin Yang, could it be that she is sad about it? Does that mean that she still loves me in her heart, just can’t help but be forced to do something sorry for me?

But in just a flash, my heart re-stiffened to stone. Bah! Bitch, don’t try to confuse me with false pretenses, I won’t fall for it. Tonight your fate and mine are sealed and can never be changed.

By this time the drug should have begun to work, she began to yawn frequently, her lethargic voice was thick with weariness, and even without waiting for her hair to be completely blow-dried, she turned out the light and went to bed, and soon fell into dreamland.

Hearing her peaceful, even sniffles, I made sure she was sound asleep before I got out from under the bed, screwed on the electric light, and looked down at my prey.

It was so smooth! It was exactly as envisioned, and with hardly any twists and turns, she became an irresistible mouthful of food!

Still, I did not let my guard down; it felt as if she had not finished drinking all that nectar just now, and there might still be a possibility of her waking up. It was necessary to use to the backup means, I pulled her arms to the top of her head, both wrists were fixed on both sides of the bed iron rail, with the hemp rope brought with me firmly tied: then took out a thick handkerchief, blindfolded on her eyes, behind the head tied a dead knot.

Now that’s a really big deal!

I breathed a long sigh of relief and admired Ms. Chu’s sleeping position with an indulgent gaze.

This is the second time I’ve looked at her like this, the last time I was constantly worried about waking her up, but this time I can look at her however I like in a dignified manner, because she’s completely mine!

It was the same nightgown and pajama pants from last time, but since she was sleeping in an air-conditioned room, she hadn’t pulled them apart in the heat anymore, wrapping her ripe and hot petite body tightly. That dark hair spilled onto the pillow, and her high breasts were rising and falling seductively and slightly, as if calling out for me to peek in again. Her body was lying slightly on her side, exposing her graceful curves.

Lust blazed, my heart beating fast and clearly audible, I was so excited that I couldn’t help myself, and reached down quickly to remove all of her clothing, reducing her to a naked, white lamb.

The most beautiful female trainee teacher, the sexy thing that I had dreamed of for days, was finally stripped naked by me, and her beautiful torso was uncovered in front of my eyes!

It was really a more perfect work of art than I had ever imagined, with skin as delicate as snow, plump breasts and a thin waist, rounded and shapely bare buttocks, long and straight legs, and every part of the body was so inspiring that it looked many times better than those actresses I had seen in pornographic videos.

I excitedly pulled out the camera I brought with me, snapped and pressed the shutter, and with flash after flash, I snapped more than thirty nude photos from various angles in one breath, both full and half body, as well as close-ups of important parts.

Although it is impossible to send them to be developed after taking them, it is enough for me to keep the film, which itself is the best souvenir. In the future, when I grow up and learn how to develop, or know someone who knows someone in this field, I will develop it again.

After taking the picture, I balked more carefully and greedily at the completely naked Ms. Chu, especially the plump breasts that I had been thinking about for a long time, which were the focus of my observation and enjoyment.

See clearly under the light, these two large and round tits are hemispherical, fleshy, even lying down also seems to be quite firm, not the slightest sign of sagging and spreading out, that wonderful towering arc of the circle has been continued to the armpits, like two towering thriving peaks, the peaks of a circle of light red areola, the middle of the sharp protruding red beans like the size of the pink nipple, because of the exposure to the air-conditioning blowing out of the cold air, it has been sensitive and hardened, looking incomparably tantalizing.

The treasure that I had fantasized about countless times was finally glimpsed in its entirety! My brain was so dizzy that I almost thought I was dreaming again, and only when one regained consciousness did I realize that my hands had heckled themselves, trembling as they took over those two perfect peaks!

-Wow, it’s really big, tender and flexible.

I tsked and sighed in admiration, my palms wantonly played with this pair of beautiful breasts, grasping the two round and white meatballs tightly in my hands, experiencing the incomparable smoothness and plumpness. That breast ball is really big enough and full enough, my palm is already big with my height of more than one meter eight, but I still can’t fully grasp the whole sphere, so much so that all ten fingers are deeply sunk into the soft breast flesh.

Maybe I was too hard to make people hurt, sleeping teacher Zhu suddenly slightly moved a little, throat also issued a gurgle. I was shocked, my hands instinctively stop making efforts, nervously watching her movements, but fortunately she did not wake up, breathing quickly and evenly long.

I put my heart down, and began to knead those big plump tits again, pushing them down, squeezing them up, molding them into all sorts of unattractive and lascivious shapes: then licking and sucking with my mouth and tongue and biting my teeth so hard that I could hardly swallow them, and making shocking teeth marks on the naked globes of my tits.

By the time I opened my mouth and took in the tender tip of the nipple, sucking on it like a baby, Ms. Chu was obviously reacting again, and although she still hadn’t woken up, she was making dreamy mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.

I got even more excited and buried my head between her high peaks, licking and sucking, while my hands roamed all over her body, exploring the beautiful scenery. The satin skin was so soft and delicate that it almost melted between my fingers, and it gave off a refreshing aroma that made me want to fly. My fingers crossed over the flat belly, had enough of the white thighs and full, flouncy ass, and then moved on to the most mysterious of the forbidden zones.

Pushing back the dense pubic hair to peer inside, the sensation from my fingers told me that the heck was already slightly moistened!

This was also the first time I touched a woman’s pussy, and my curiosity made me temporarily give up my obsession with the plump breasts, and instead buried my head between Ms. Zhu’s legs, and took a closer look.

Only to see that where the snow-white delicate skin met, under the curled dark pubic hairs, a pink mysterious garden had already opened up for me! Two moon buds like labia cute slightly wriggling, although not yet secreted a lot of lewd water, but the hole already obviously have a wet feeling.

I couldn’t help but kiss it. This night, not only did I see all of Ms. Zhu’s secrets, I also used my hands to touch every part of her body, and finally kissed and licked her entire body with my lips and tongue, even her anus was not spared! I want to make every part of her skin, every pore and even every cell, leave my traces.

Under this continuous stimulation, Ms. Zhu’s instinctive physiological desires were finally awakened, although her person still couldn’t wake up, her head had begun to shake unconsciously, seemingly in a nightmare of pain and pleasure, her breathing also began to become rapid, and she let out one or two moans from time to time, while her cheeks were gradually flushed, and she was getting wetter and wetter between her legs, and later on, a trace of transparent mucus finally slowly seeped out.

Even though there was only a very small amount of liquid, it was like igniting a powder keg for me, the boiling lust could not be restrained any longer, and with a dark hiss, I stripped off my clothes and hungrily pressed myself onto this sexy carcass, my knees spreading her two beautiful legs even further apart, and my erected rod strove to charge forward.

This was the most commonly used standard sexual position from the pornographic videos at that time, but I had never had a personal sexual experience, how could I stab it accurately? For three or four times in a row, I brushed past it and couldn’t get through the door.

I was so anxious that I wailed, so I had to change my position, holding Teacher Zhu’s snow-white thighs with both hands and lifting them upwards, causing her rounded naked buttocks to follow suit, so that her pussy was more obviously exposed. Then I adjusted the direction of aim, the engorged glans directly against the wet slit, slowly and forcefully deep into.

“Wow. ……”

I shivered with relief, only to feel a warm feeling of being tightly surrounded intensely at the moment of entry. That was definitely the most unforgettable and wonderful feeling in my life, a memory of the first time I had truly possessed a woman! No matter how many more beautiful women I played with in the future, it would be impossible for me to experience that first-time excitement again.

At the same time in the meat stick to push into the same time, I also noticed Ms. Zhu’s petite body a taut, began to have a slight sign of struggle. I do not care, continue to raise her buttocks, at the same time, waist and stomach, fierce forward, accompanied by a “snort” sound, the majestic prick suddenly layer forced open the tight meat hole, the root into the vagina!

“Awwww!”

Probably the impact of this was too violent, Ms. Zhu actually woke up with a start, first letting out a cry of pain, and then she immediately realized the abnormality of being tied up and blindfolded, and opened her mouth in fear and screamed loudly.

The situation was so unexpected that I hastily pulled up a pillowcase and stuffed it into her mouth to stop the screams. She was writhing desperately in terror, her bound arms snorting against the ropes, and her throat continued to emit “mmmm, mmmm” noises that seemed to be angry protests, but also seemed to be pleading with me to let her go.

Being in a frenzy of excitement, I had no time to think about it, and leaned over and squeezed her tightly, maneuvering my meat stick to thrust rapidly as if I were riding a horse.

Maybe it’s because of the instinctive contraction caused by fear, maybe it’s because the previous foreplay was not enough, I felt that Ms. Zhu’s vagina was both tight and dry, and the pumping was not very smooth. However, I can possess her, insert her body, I have been exhilarated, which still care so much, and then I have no skill to speak, do not know how to change the angle and position, only know that a fierce barging and banging, the thick rod with irresistible force back and forth, one after another impact on the deepest heart of the flower.

Faint and muffled choking sounds rang out, the handkerchief over Ms. Zhu’s eyes slowly rippled with two wet traces, and soon penetrated the handkerchief, forming a sinuous trail of tears on her cheeks. She gave up struggling, like a puddle of mud lying softly on the bed let me do whatever I want, obviously crying in pain but can’t cry out, that mournful and desperate look is really miserable.

However, I still turned a blind eye to it, separating one hand to play with her plump breasts recklessly, while the force of my crotch pounding became stronger and stronger, more and more domineering. In addition to the physical pleasure, her agonized expression also made me feel good, and my heart was filled with perverted pleasure. Yes, I just want to make her suffer, make her shed tears, make her cry! That’s how I can make my excitement strengthen a thousandfold.

Gradually, Ms. Zhu’s body seems to have adapted to this kind of impact, no longer so taut, perhaps in order to alleviate the pain, and sometimes subconsciously follow my direction and rhythm with it, so that I inserted a more comfortable and more enjoyable, the lower body continuous impact on the soft belly, pubic bone touching each other, pubic hair rubbing against each other to send out a “shasha”

The sound.

Under such a rapid impact, her pair of full and large breasts in front of her chest swayed unprecedentedly violent, shaking out a burst of dazzling surging waves. I watched with great enjoyment, all the hot blood and desire are magnificent boiling, as if bringing never tired energy, driving me more rough and more courageous sound battle, vowing to completely burn the youth!

As a result of too much exertion, bean-sized beads of sweat emerged one after another all over my body, and drop by drop fell on Ms. Zhu’s naked chest, abdomen and limbs, both of them soon became sweaty, and the air was filled with a lewd smell.

This furious thrusting lasted for more than half an hour, until I could no longer endure the surging passion in my body, and after a final burst of madness, I let out a muffled grunt, my backside was tingling, and my whole body was as if struck by electric current, and a large amount of boiling hot liquid shot out angrily, and all of it was poured into the warm vagina.

After venting my animalistic desire, I tiredly lay down on Ms. Zhu’s naked and delicate body, feeling my rod slowly soften and then withdraw a little bit from her body.

Although I couldn’t get enough of it, I knew that if I stayed any longer I would be in danger of being unmasked at any moment; after all, she was too familiar with me, and merely obscuring my vision wasn’t necessarily a good way to hide it from her.

After another fond handful of rubbing her plump breasts, I drove myself to my feet with fortitude and quietly got out of bed, putting my clothes back on without a word.

While wearing it, I continued to admire the masterpiece I had left behind: between those parted legs, the originally clean and clean slit was already a muddy mess, and in the clumps of messy pubic hairs, a stream of reddish-white liquid mixed with thick semen slowly poured out.

That’s blood!

I was so shaken that I could hardly believe my eyes, and after a few seconds of vertigo I fixed my eyes again, and yes!

That’s blood, bright red, bright red blood!

-Could it be. Is it surprising that she is still a virgin?

–How is this possible? Hadn’t she already sacrificed herself to the head teacher, how could she still be a virgin?

My brain boomed loudly and I stumbled backward two steps, my whole body shaking as a voice harshly accused and cried out inside me.

–I’ve wronged her! It was me. I’ve wronged her!

Extreme shock, consternation and panic came up together, I just feel my heart a mess, and violently pulled out of the leg and ran wildly, fleeing as if to leave the dormitory that carries all of my youth.

That night I wandered the streets for the whole night. There was no thought in my head, just so lost in thought, walking, walking, until it was white in the east.

Two days later, the following Monday, I arrived at school with trepidation.

From the time I stepped into the school gate, I was filled with fear, lest the Public Security Bureau police might suddenly descend from the sky and escort me into a police car in handcuffs.

This is by no means an unfounded worry, the past two days I thought back carefully, I feel that my own criminal methods think they are clever, but in fact, they left a large number of fatal flaws. Not to mention that when I raped Ms. Zhu neither gloves nor condoms, the scene left countless fingerprints and sperm spots, alone from the key to open the door of this clue, can be deduced to be an acquaintance of the crime, and then a little bit of investigation can quickly narrow down the scope of suspicion, it is very easy to find out that I am the real culprit.

And what’s worse, I was so flustered when I fled that I only wore one sock! I couldn’t find the other one, I must have forgotten it in Mr. Zhu’s bedroom.

It’s certain that as long as Mr. Zhu reported the case, it would be absolutely difficult for me to escape the net of justice!

My original plan was to leave a note made up of newspaper clippings saying that I had taken nude pictures of her and threatening her not to report it to the police. But that night, due to the shock of suddenly realizing that she was still a virgin, I completely forgot about it, and even if I did remember, I was too tortured by guilt to do it again.

Walking into the classroom with dread, I was almost fidgety, but luckily, no police showed up for two whole classes.

I was slightly relieved that the crime was not revealed.

The third period is Ms. Zhu’s language class, she walked into the classroom with very heavy footsteps, lost the previous light and lively, face pale without a trace of blood, haggard and heartbreaking.

Every student could tell that she must have suffered an extremely terrible blow, but when she began to lecture, her voice was still calm, and her attitude was still so serious that she meticulously finished the lesson.

I couldn’t look at her the whole class, avoiding her gaze.

After a week of fear and trepidation, everything remained calm, and I was able to put my mind at ease, convinced that Mr. Zhu had not really reported the case.

However, I did not feel any better because of this, but became even more bitter. There were several times when I wanted to cry bitterly and kneel before her to confess my sins, but in the end I lacked the courage to stop.

I guess I really am a coward.

After I lost my position as section representative, I didn’t have to come to the office every day to hand in my homework, so I avoided her and didn’t dare to be alone with her. Sometimes when I saw her from a distance on campus, I hurriedly turned the other way to avoid her.

And it seemed that she had no intention of talking to me alone, not only me, but also to any of the students who had lost the feeling of being a close friend who could talk about anything. Although she still spoke gently, many students privately believed that she was no longer as kind as she used to be, as if a hidden barrier had been erected in their hearts.

At the beginning of September, summer classes ended and a new semester began. I moved up to my senior year. Mr. Zhu, on the other hand, finished his internship and left our school.

I don’t know why she didn’t realize her dream of teaching at the school. But her departure from the school was a factual response to the previous gossip with the director of the teaching staff, and made everyone realize that the so-called “exchanging her body for a job” was simply an empty rumor and a shameless rumor!

And I have learned the whole story through other sources, and know that I did misunderstand her, and have no recourse.

The day she was leaving happened to be another Saturday. The whole class gathered in the evening and had a farewell party for her.

At the meeting, at the suggestion of the homeroom teacher, everyone had to perform a program for Ms. Zhu to say goodbye. When it was my turn, I picked up the microphone and sang for her a song called “First Love” by the then-popular band Red Child.

“Can you be close to me once again, listen to me slowly tell, how many sad words in my heart. Can you come close to me once again, walk through the past together, and talk about your youth once more.”

Singing these lines, the whole class was uproarious laughter, clapping, whistling, strange sounds endless, the class teacher as a formidable frown, seems to be on the alert for the first signs of my “early love”, but Mr. Zhu is just as quiet as water listening to the eyes do not blink.

I couldn’t sing anymore, tears blurring my vision.

The time to say goodbye finally came, and during the group photo, she suddenly called me aside when the others weren’t looking and handed me a paper bag, saying it was a gift for me.

I mumbled and asked what it was.

She smiled faintly, “It’s the bitter fruit of youth, it shouldn’t have blossomed so early, but maybe that’s the price of youth! Now that it has borne fruit, I still want it to grow well.”

I chewed on the deeper meaning of her words, and before I could say anything, she had turned and drifted away.

Eyes on her back, I knew that I would never see her again in this lifetime.

When I got home, I unwrapped the paper bag and there was a sock inside!

The sock I forgot in her dorm room! That means she already knew it was me who raped her!

My head buzzed, and suddenly I fully understood the meaning of her last sentence. She was telling me that she had forgiven me because “this is the price of youth”, and youth, in her forgiving and merciful heart, is a beautiful world where “God forgives young people for their wrongdoings”. In her forgiving and merciful heart, youth is a beautiful world where “God forgives young people for the wrongs they do,” and where she understands, though greatly hurt, the crimes committed by a young man on the impulse of his youth.

I easily heard the sound of my heart breaking, and holding that sock, tears came out of my eyes like springs, burying my first love along with my purest feelings on that night when I was seventeen.

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Afterword: This article, in fact, can not be regarded as a color article, at least the original intention of writing is not. It was processed and completed with a scrap of writing that I had saved years ago. The first draft is still written on paper, hidden in a secret place as “drawer literature”. Long before I bought a computer, I wrote a lot of such words, both short and long stories set on a high school campus. “The Chase of the Sexy” was one of them.

This original text has less than 30,000 words, and most of the manuscript paper is torn and lost, leaving only some intermittent accounts. This time I added a lot of content to the old article and rewrote most of the chapters before it became what it is now. The amount of work is really no less than writing a new article. In addition, the style of writing in the past is obviously very different from that of the present, and there are some places that do not connect well, so there is nothing I can do about it.

About the writing sentiment. Well, I think it is to fulfill a dream. I believe that many boys have had a crush on a female teacher when they were students, and it’s not uncommon for them to think of them as sexual fantasies. Therefore, the idea of writing a story about a boy and a female teacher has been in the back of my mind since I was still in high school.

The heroine of this story, Zhu Shanxin, is a combination of the images and personalities of the three female teachers who once taught me, and her name is also spelled with one character drawn from each of the three. They have had a great influence on my life, my values and my ability to write. Writing this article is also a kind of alternative memorial to them (of course, they will not welcome it.). Haha).

When I was writing this story, I tried my best to make it more realistic, so most of the stories are true stories that actually happened in reality. Of course, not all of them are my own experiences, I don’t have the guts to rape a teacher ^_^ I should say that most of them are from newspapers, news, and some literary works, which I’ve blended together to form a story. What is real and what is fictional is up to you, the reader, to figure out.

As for the bed scenes. Uh, there’s only that one real friendly fight at the end, which I know is a bit more sketchy. However, I’ve always thought that when it comes to the subject of student teachers, it’s actually the little scenes of voyeuristic taking advantage and eating tofu sex fantasies that are more intimate and arousing.

In fact, this original text is not the last bed scene, bed scene is now I added. Because I want to write is a kind of adolescent tumultuous longing, longing once the real realization, in turn lost a kind of hazy feeling.

Lastly, I’d like to make another clichéd remark: the story is purely fictional, but the feelings are real. With this article, I would like to pay tribute to my passing youth!

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