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The Home Tutor
Date: 10/6/2015, Categories: Fiction, Hardcore, Job/Place-of-work, Males / Female, Author: Doc88102, Rating: 89.3, Source: sexstories.com
Rock bottom. That's what I saw when I looked into my coffee cup on that day, I had half a teaching degree and enough money to get another coffee. I lit my last cigarette and raised the empty cup up to the view of the waitress, she gave me a slight nod brought over the jug. Three days ago I was submitting my paper on Youth Education, the path that was a head of me on that day was endless. My tutor took the paper an gave me a little wink, telling me that if my paper was anything like my ass he couldn't wait to get into it. With out a second thought, I slapped him. Maybe it was the stress of the work, the paper I'd written, or something. But my slap left a hand mark on his face for hours. He told the University that it wasn't what he said. Saying if my paper was as good as my Last, he couldn't wait to get into it. I called him a liar and looked like a stupid child whilst doing it. I was suspended and have a hearing set for next month. In the mean time I was told to relax, take some time out for myself. So sitting outside of a coffee shop feeling sorry for myself was the way to go. Or at least, that's what I thought anyway. ''Lauren?'' A voice came from behind me, I turned around in my seat and saw Janet, one of the mothers I used to babysit for back when I was fifteen. ''Janet, Hi. Hows it going?'' I asked as she took a seat at the table and smiled, ''All fine thank you, how about you?'' she asked. ''Well, it looks as though my degree is in the toilet, at least for now ...