Miss Forbes taught French
And a lot more
Besides, at least
To the boys who
Gazed at her from
Book laden desks,
Giving her the
Wish you were my
Girl kind of look,
Watching as she
Reached up high to
The board, hoping
Her skirt would ride
Her thighs and give
A glimpse of smooth
Stocking tops or
More, hoping she’d
Pick them out to
Recite a phrase
Of unlearnt French,
At the same time
Watching her red
Lips move, her tongue
Rolling the words
Around her mouth
Like hard boiled sweets,
And catching sight
Now and then of
Tight boobs in bras,
Which, when they went
To their beds at
Night and huddled
Down, dreamt they were
The soft puffy
Pillows for their
Sour schoolboy heads.
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haha...we had a german teacher that all boys drooled over and a spanish teacher for the girls. lol
I turned beat red one day in class when he wrote a sentence on the board that said Catalina pleases me, during his lesson...lol! Catalina was my spanish name, obviously. but I never forgot that, tho, I didn't really have a crush on him like the other girls..but he seemed to talk to me all the time after class! and the girls were so jealous!
oh, the memories!
great piece!
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Thank you, Catie for reading & your comments.
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