Teaching is Transformative

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by: ChickenPaddy

Teaching is Transformative: 1 :: 2 :: 3

MONDAY

Today was the first day of Eric Wilson’s new job. He had recently been hired as the replacement science teacher since the old one had died of a stroke a little over a month ago. Eric had gone through orientation the previous week and was now ready to start his teaching career. Well, almost ready.

Eric was in his bathroom, shaving, making sure he looked his best for his first day. He knew that new teachers often got the worst of it from the students, and being a young teacher at only 26, he needed to make the best first impression possible if he wanted any hope of survival.

He was of average height, skinny, had short-cut auburn hair, and, except for a pair of short sideburns, clean-shaven. For his first day he had chosen to wear a polo shirt, khakis, and brown leather shoes. He had almost picked out a button-up shirt and tie, but he decided that the very last thing he wanted to do was look like a door-to-door missionary.

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Birthday Game

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Author: UNKNOWN (I’ll know as soon as Cyoc.net comes back online)

Jeffrey was a hunk and he knew it. He was a young hunk, though. He was only 18 and was visiting home for spring break. He was the envy of all the guys at school and all the girls wanted him. Jeffrey had been seeing this hot junior. She was a blonde named Jessica. Jess loved the fact that he had a chizzled baby face and only a little body hair on his legs and dick. “Girls don’t dig fur-balls,” she would say. Jeff was a freshman at a university on the opposite coast, so this was really the first time his family had been able to see him in quite some time.

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The Gift

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Author: Cigarmtl

The news of Dan’s death floored me. Although we had never been lovers, had never even been together intimately, there had always been a strong connection between us. I knew him to be volatile, in life and in love, while I had always been too serious for my own good. However, an undefinable link made random meetings in bars or on the street memorable. For me at least. Or so I thought.

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