Tie me up, please..." Chantal said. They looked above at some vines and roots hanging down from the grassy area above the depression in the canal they were standing in. She was in his hands—he had to comply.
A little bit of kink was one of the most delicious of erotic pleasures. Catholic school girls were often the horniest—Brett could hardly contain his elation.
Mots clés sexuality school religion lust desires religious erotic kinky desire catholic bdsm teenagers public popular-culture sexual fetish teenage sexual-repression uniforms uniform erotic-literature erotic-fiction catholic-sex kink light-bdsm plaid-skirt school-girl schoolgirl-uniform skirts
The inaugural morning at Merston High was officially over. It was no longer a mysterious place in Melody's imagination, filled with endless possibilities and hooks on which to hang hopes for a better tomorrow. It was completely - boringly - normal. Like meeting an online crush after months of e-flirting, the reality didn't live up to the fantasy. It was dull, predictable, and way more attractive in the photos.
Lisi HarrisonMots clés school disappointment hope-and-despair disillusioned
Because whipping an atlas at Jackson's head while he was flirt-touching that Frankie girl in geography would have been very satisfying. And beating him with the Eiffel Tower snowglobe while he kissed Cleo in French would have been tres cathartic. But she hadn't. Instead she'd been egg-like: a hard shell on the outside, and a runny mess on the inside.
Lisi HarrisonMots clés school jealousy crush acting-civilized repressing-emotions
Thirty years ago my older brother, who was ten years old at the time, was trying to get a report written on birds that he'd had three months to write, which was due the next day. We were out at our family cabin in Bolinas, and he was at the kitchen table close to tears, surrounded by binder paper and pencils and unopened books about birds, immobilized by the hugeness of the task ahead. Then my father sat down beside him put his arm around my brother's shoulder, and said, "Bird by bird, buddy. Just take it bird by bird.
Anne LamottMots clés school writing time childhood encouragement writing-advice time-management project homework project-management bird-by-bird breaking-down-assignment
I furrowed my brows at him. What was so amazing about a stick? I could pick one up outside on the way to the car.
“Let me guess, you’re Harry Potter and this is the school of Hogwarts. If I say Lumos will it light up?
Mots clés humor school harry-potter magic lumos
I won't say ours was a tough school, but we had our own coroner. We used to write essays like "What I'm Going to be If I Grow Up
Lenny BruceMots clés growing-up school lenny-bruce
Don't forget to give Neville our love!' Ginny told James as she hugged him.
'Mum! I can't give a professor love!'
'But you know Neville-'
James rolled his eyes.
'Outside, yeah, but at school he's Professor Longbottom, isn't he? I can't walk into Herbology and give him love....
Mots clés humor school neville-longbottom hogwarts epilogue all-was-well ginny-potter
Ms. Fang is the nicest, sweetest teacher at Scary School. She only ate twelve kids last year.
Derek The GhostMots clés humor school funny horror comedy scary
You meet me after school right here", I said.
"Why?" he asked.
I couldn't believe he was so stupid.
"Because we're going to finish this fight."
"You're crazy," Roger said.
He got to his feet and walked away. His gang stared at me like I was a serail killer, and they followed their leader.
I was absolutely confused.
I had followed the rules of fighting. i had behaved exactly the way I was supposed to behave. But these white boys had ignored the rules. In fact, they followed a whole other set of mysterious rules where people apparently DID NOT GET INTO FISTFIGHTS.
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Mots clés school war rules fighting fights
Knightley Academy stood out against the moonlight in silhouette, a ramshackle collection of chimneys, turrets and gables. Both boys stopped to take in the sight of the manicured lawns and tangled woods, the soaring chapel and the ivy-covered brick of the headmaster's house. They were home. For this, Henry felt, was home. Not some foreign castle encircled by guard towers, but this cozy, bizarre assortment of buildings with its gossiping kitchen maids and eccentric professors and clever students.
Violet HaberdasherMots clés inspirational school boarding-school knightley-academy
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