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Suddenly, across the classroom their eyes met. Under his breath the Flower-Faced Boy whistled. “Sure sweet thing,” he said slowly, “And who might you be?” He walked toward her as if in slow motion and the Bee-Eyed Girl could feel her heart pounding with anticipation. And then he was by her side and his hot, eager breath was in her ear. “Let’s get out of here,” he panted and then slowly he ran his tongue down the edge of her ear.

Now you choose!
If this scene moves into the teacher’s lounge go here.
If this scene moves into outer space, go here.

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