Chapter 249 Earning The A I

• I groaned as I walked into my American History classroom. This wasn't the normal groan I gave every day I walked into American History class my senior year in High School, oh no, this was a much more scornful groan. Why? Because unlike every other day I wasn't walking into my classroom during school, instead after school was out, and everyone was going home. I had to make up a test that I missed a week back during an absence of mine.
• If there was one thing I hated in school that year it was my American History teachers tests, they were nearly impossible. But if there was one thing I liked in American History, it was Mr. Stanley, my American History teacher. At 28, and as a marine who served in the gulf war, Mr. Stanley was young (probably even younger looking then he was) and had a nice lean muscular body.
• Now I don't consider myself gay by any means, but this guy was one hot stud, and as my teacher, and a marine, he was a big dirty fantasy for me. That still didn't help me feel any better about taking one of his damn tests, especially after school.