1. I''d Never View it as Cheating--Part 2


    Date: 7/10/2017, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Oral Sex, Romance, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 92.5, Source: sexstories.com

    hit by a bombshell on the last day of classes. This was always a good time for “administrative presence” in the hallways so I was there between third and fourth periods when Jimmy Williams strode by. Jimmy wasn’t a bad kid, but he always seemed to get caught in some stupid prank or other idiocy. “Hi, Dr. S.—don’t worry, we’re still gonna pray for your wife over the summer.” “Whoa! What did you say, Jimmy?” “You know…we’ll all keep praying for your wife just like we’ve been doing.” “Who is ‘we all?’” “All the kids and all the teachers, too; everybody I know does it…right after announcements every morning.” I was confused, but I thanked him and allowed him to go on his way. Once back in the office I checked his schedule card. I wanted to speak with his homeroom teacher. She was free fourth period so I took a chance she’d be in the faculty room. She was, so I asked her to speak to me in the hall. “I just had an interesting discussion with one of your homeroom students about praying for Lizzie.” “Come back in, Chuck.” She opened the door and led me back inside. “Question, everyone—how many of you are praying every day for Chuck’s wife, Lizzie?” I was astonished when everyone raised their hands. “Everyone is doing it, Chuck. We have a lot of respect for you and we know what you’re going through. I’m pretty sure that every single student who believes in God has joined in. Yes, we all know that we’re not supposed to organize prayer in school, but there’s no way we’re going to ...
    stop. You can write all of us up if you want.” I just turned around and began to leave, but before I did I turned back to say, “Thanks…so much. I can’t begin to tell you all how much….” I turned back before I broke down completely. I couldn’t believe that so many people thought so much of Lizzie and me. I retreated to my office, but not before calling my assistants to a brief meeting. “How long? And don’t think you can bullshit me.” They gave me some sheepish looks before Patrick finally answered. “Remember the March faculty meeting when Marty asked to speak with the staff after our meeting?” I did, of course. Marty was the teacher union president. It wasn’t uncommon for the union building rep to ask for some time at the end of a meeting, but the union president was a rarity. “Marty spoke with the teachers for some time. He told them all about Lizzie’s problems.” “How did he know?” “Don’t yell at us, Chuck. We told him and asked for his help. The whole prayer thing was our idea. You can write us up if you want, but it was the only thing we could think of to help.” “How many are involved?” “Everyone…the whole school. There’s nothing organized. The teachers take a minute after announcements for what we call silent meditation. Stan and I do it and the secretaries, the custodians, the kitchen staff…everybody.” “The kids?” “Especially the kids, Chuck—you know how everyone likes and respects you.” “I don’t understand how you managed to keep it quiet for so long. Why didn’t I get some ...
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