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He didn't notice that he was looking out of the window until he finished a page from the book. He looked up and growled. He snapped into rage. "Mr.Scott! I had enough!" he yelled. Standing up from his chair and slamming his hands to the ground. "Just what on earth is so interesting?" he asked. Going up to the window. Looking down at the team. It was hot today. Even he was getting harder in the man part. His face turned red. But it was hard to tell if it was because he was steaming mad or that he was getting turned on by the team. He pulled down the blinds. Infact he pulled down all of the blinds in the room. No one could see what was going on inside and they can't see what's going on outside. He then made his way to Matt's desk. Slamming his hand down. "You know. I could be out of here and have time to myself. I'm not some robot that only teach students. I need time for myself." he told in in a mad voice. Leaning in closer. "Do you know how lucky you are? Not a lot of people could get into this university. You are nothing but an ungrateful, little punk who-" he gasped. For he leaned in a little to much. Loosing his balance and fwell onto Matt. How he landed was bad. Not only were their lips one inch away from touching, but both of them could feel eachother's stiff member. Which made the teacher even more red.
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