Life is just a soap opera remake. Private

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The water came pouring down hard, drenching them. As he helped her up, she groaned briefly when their wet bodies pressed against one another. Quickly getting a hold of herself, she helped him out of the classroom. Luckily the hallways were close to empty now and they could make away without being noticed.

It was not lunch before the fire department arrived, and declared that the school be closed for the rest of the day. A large fire had started in the senior chemistry room, and it needed to be stopped and trapped before the whole school went up in flames.

Molly was briething in and out deeply as she rested against one of the trees that had surrounded the school. Everyone was starting to leave now, though she personally was not sure where to go. She didn't want to leave Mr. Jenkins. She still wanted him.

Subject: Re: Life is just a soap opera remake. Private Fri Sep 04, 2009 2:26 pm

Dom sighed and ruffled his hair as he went to his car. " Do you need a ride home?"

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Molly's house wasn't too far from the school, though she knew better than to say this. If he still wanted to be with her, it wasn't quite obvious that he could just say that infront of the school with other teachers around. "Yes, thank you, Mr. Jenkins." she said softly, walking with him to his car.

Subject: Re: Life is just a soap opera remake. Private Fri Sep 04, 2009 2:37 pm

Dom unlocked his car and got in.

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She got into the seat next to him, buckeling up and then looking down at her hands. her skirt was scrunchy now that it was wet, and she was trying to pull it over her knees. It was already bad enough that her shirt had been white and was now see through. She didn't want to look like a complete tramp.

Subject: Re: Life is just a soap opera remake. Private Fri Sep 04, 2009 2:42 pm

Dom drove out of the school parking lot. He was of course thinking bout her.

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Molly knew that what they were doing wasn't right. Yes, she had a crush on Mr. Jenkins, but even in the back of her head she had known that it wouldn't have happened between them. Except that it was. Oh, God. Why did his body have to fit so perfectly with her's?

Subject: Re: Life is just a soap opera remake. Private Fri Sep 04, 2009 2:50 pm

Dom wasn't sure what to do. He was just as torn as she was.

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Right then, though, at that moment, she knew that she wanted to be with him. She wanted to feel his warm, hot body against her own for just a little longer. It was wrong of her to want it, but she couldn't help it. Sighing softly and brushing her hair from her eyes, she allowed herself to look over at him.

Subject: Re: Life is just a soap opera remake. Private Fri Sep 04, 2009 3:20 pm

Dom didn't deny what he felt for her. "You can come to my house if you want"

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"We passed my house a while ago." she murmured softly, blushing deeply and then pausing to look back at him. She wanted to spend some more time with him. If she was to say other wise, she would be lying. She wasn't finished being with him.

Subject: Re: Life is just a soap opera remake. Private Fri Sep 04, 2009 3:31 pm

Dom felt his excitment return in his jeans. He turned going to his house. He parked in the garage and shut the door behind them.

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With a soft sigh, Molly got out of the car, and followed him into his house. School had ended about two hours early, and both of her parents would be away at work until about five o'clock. All in all that gave them around four our five hours to be together. Molly could feel the liquid heat returning to her body. Walking into the living room, she took a seat on the couch and then looked up at him.

Subject: Re: Life is just a soap opera remake. Private Fri Sep 04, 2009 3:57 pm

" Do you want anyting to drink" he asked

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"N-no thank you." she whispered softly. Molly knew that she wouldn't be able to eat or drink anything. And just by looking at Mr. Jenkins, she knew that he was the same way. Even though he was trying to act composed, she could still make out the slight bulge in his pants. He still wanted her.

Subject: Re: Life is just a soap opera remake. Private Fri Sep 04, 2009 4:43 pm

Dom didn't want her to feel uncomfortale.

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There really wasn't any way to feel comfortable. She already knew that what she was doing was a bad thing. Something that she should be punished for. Sighing softly, she got up from the couch and walked over to him. If she was going to go to hell, she might as well do it thoroughly. Leaning up on her tip toes, she pressed her lips to his and kissed him deeply.

Subject: Re: Life is just a soap opera remake. Private Fri Sep 04, 2009 5:05 pm

(twilight)

He kissed her back deeply.

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(Bah.)
Closing her eyes, she let her arms wrap around him. She still had such a huge crush on him, and she knew now that at least he was attracted to her. Gently walking back to the couch, never breaking the kiss, she laid down, letting him get on top of her.

Subject: Re: Life is just a soap opera remake. Private Fri Sep 04, 2009 5:13 pm

Dom got ontop of her still in the kiss. He started to press his excitment on her.

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A loud cry of ecstacy passed her lips, and she arched her hips up to press against him. Her lips continued to kiss him deeply, her arms wrapping around him, and her hands moving up his back and resting on his shoulder.

Subject: Re: Life is just a soap opera remake. Private Fri Sep 04, 2009 7:28 pm

Dom started to kiss down her neck as he breathed heavily on her neck every time he went to kiss her neck.

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His clothes, which were still soaked from the water sprinkerlers, were an interesting contrast to the warm feel of his body. As his hot breath teased the skin of her neck, she groaned softly, and moved slightly so that she could begin to unbutton his short and remove his tie.

Subject: Re: Life is just a soap opera remake. Private Fri Sep 04, 2009 7:51 pm

Dom watched her remove his tie and shirt before he started to work at her shirt.

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Her white cotton button down shirt was now so wet and see through that it had about the same worth as a piece of blotting paper. As his fingers stumebeled over the buttons of her shirt, she held her breath, her cheeks flushed a tomato red. Once her shirt came on down, she let it slide down her shoulders and then removed it before running her hands over his sculpted chest.

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