There was no school on Friday; we had a training instead. Hundreds of the Catholic teachers in the metro area gathered at a school for our first, officially sanctioned in-service day! There were a few hotties there, let me tell ya. I sat next to one in the church and her face lit up like a christmas tree: she was cute. To ruin my moment, then came the music teacher, butting in and blocking my cock, "cockblocking." Whatever, in the end, she will be mine, oh yes, she will be mine.
Somehow, the music teacher and I got talking about beer, and after lunch will quietly slipped away and stopped at the first bar on the main road. It took us a little while to get there and get our drinks ordered, and this didn't leave us with much time to make it back for the start of the second session, so we decided to just skip the second session all together and, instead, execute a dive bar tour.
It was great. While all the other teachers were yawning through "How to Deal with Angry Parents," we were throwing back cold ones, playing pool and music on the jukebox. Oh, and she was flirting with me, big time. She's not bad looking: I wouldn't kick her out of bed; she's just not really my type, whatever that means: She's kinda goofy and thick in the middle, but she's tall and has red hair. And she wants me, so that always improves a girls chances when trying to bag me.
We had the training itinerary with us, so we new the aproximate time that we needed to show our faces at the end of the day to give the impression that we were there the whole time. The closing prayer was planned for 2:20 so we rolled into the parking lot at 2:10. No mind that we reaked of smoke and alcohol, we strolled in, chests out, shit eating grins displayed. And you probably could've guessed what happens next.
Yes, our principal, er...um...that is the director of the school, is there, waiting for us. It seems that she was released early and is in her car, pulling out of the parking lot, going home. We wished her a good weekend and turned 180 degrees, and found a new dive bar.
I didn't fuck the music teacher. not yet.
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Red hair. Buyer beware.
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This is the link for a really nice selection of USC's finest. There are some real winners there.
That is a really cool blog that I read (look at the pictures).
Two things:
1. How did you find my blog?
2. I would have tapped that redhead ass, why didnt you? Oh, that's right, you didnt try did you?
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