I just wanted to discuss Dracula more. Every day when he taught his inflection would bounce up and down with passion as he taught us about Bram Stoker and Shirley Jackson. Even in the low light, I could see the smile that spread across his face. I was a senior then, about to graduate. When he taught Dracula he became brooding and obsessive, delving into each character. I stood up and leaned against the edge of his desk, facing him, opening my legs a bit so he could imagine himself between them. I bought new lingerie, black and red and lacy. He was the new cute teacher this year, the one the girls whispered about between classes.
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