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I will be on top

I couldn't even imagine that the brash man whose apartment I flooded with water turn out to be my teacher. And the fact that he wants to punish me for what I did. And not just to punish and also teach a lesson for the future. Only he could not even think how our confrontation with each other would end.
"Either you answer right now, or I will have to punish you!". The teacher comes closer.
"Punish? In what way? You will refuse to give me credit for the exam?". How else can he punish me?
"You didn't guess", his eyes darken.
"Again, these exaggerations and clever phrases of yours ..."
"Now you will see everything yourself."

I want to play with you

"Get out of my bedroom!"
"Only after I get what I want", he cheekily smiles and drives me into a corner.
"What you need?". I hold the robe tighter with my fingers, and the man bends down.
"I want to see what you hide under the robe ..."
"What? Completely crazy?". His smile is frightening, and his hot breath causes goosebumps on the skin.
"I want ... to play with you, if you don't take it off, I'll do it myself ..."
His fingers slide down my neck, making my body tremble.
"Be a good girl for me ... Undress!"
I just shake my head negatively, and the man, smiling, pulls my robe down.
"And now we will play..."

Give your love to me

Have you ever had such a case in your life that you have a great mood and a desire to enjoy a pleasant time spent with your family, and after a couple of minutes everything goes to hell because this life is also quite unpredictable? Well, today I have just such a day, when all the plans flew under the cat's tail, and the most insulting and on top of that, it is the holy evening before Christmas... Which I planned to spend with the dearest people in the world, but in fate have my thoughts on this... Is this going to be the worst Christmas Eve of my life? Am I going to remember this holiday with an unpleasant taste all year? I would very much not want that...