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St. Monica's School For Girls

************ Disclaimer!!! Before you start reading this book.... THIS BOOK CONTAINS EXTREMELY EXPLICIT SEXUAL CONTENT OF THE MOST GRAPHIC NATURE. I'm a degenerate, so this book was made for degenerates. If you fancy content that know no sexual bounds, sex between two females, then read at your own discretion. The book is pretty much depraved, with a dark tone, some might find it offensive even. If you are underage or unwilling to experience depictions of Yuri, hardcore sex, fetish behaviours, and unrestrained carnal perversions in lurid detail - DO NOT READ THIS BOOK. You have been warned - continuing past this point confirms you are an adult clearly consenting to subjecting yourself to material that does not shy away from portraying sexuality and deviance in its most profane, boundary-pushing extremes. If you nevertheless choose to proceed and find yourself offended or disturbed, DO NOT BLAME THE AUTHOR. This is your final advisory.  18+ ONLY. Moving on... No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any more or by any mass electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording or otherwise without prior written permission of the author. Please, Take Note: This is a book of fiction. All characters, names, places, incidents and behavior are from the author's imagination, used with no intentions of hurting anyone; Any resemblance to any actual living thing or dead is mainly by coincidence and I sincerely apologise. Read on!!

Golden_Essence · LGBTQ+
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117 Chs
#R18
#DARK
#SLICEOFLIFE
#CAMPUS
#SMUT
#YURI
#YAOI
#TWISTED

Gorgeous History Teacher

It was in Eric's class that I had the most fun, though. Just because I was a 14-year-old girl with a crush on my teacher didn't mean I couldn't draw on my feminine wiles to draw him in a little deeper. While every other girl

in class was ready to make a fool of herself to show her infatuation with him, I was the only one with the skill to make him see me as a young woman, not a silly teen.

"Miss Somerville, are you paying attention?"

I was fiddling with the strap on my little clutch.

"Yes, Mr Jacobson ... the Bronze Age. I was just thinking, how did they ever think to smelt metal in the first place? Did they just think 'let's heat up all this dirt and rocks and throw in some charcoal and see if anything useful comes out' and then 'let's try combining tin with copper and see if we can invent bronze'?"