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The facade of respectability often crumbles to dust with remarkable swiftness once its protective armor has been pierced.
The relatively minor investigation into the conduct of one police officer results in the discovery of massive corruption within the force. A routine check by the government of a corporation’s finances turns up damning evidence of widespread tax evasion, graft, kickbacks, bribes and payoffs. Insignificant-looking cysts reveal malignant tumors.
What really goes on behind those freshly painted doors? Is depravity an exclusive right of the ghetto-dweller, as many of the more fortunate would like to think?
WILD NAUGHTY TEACHER — the serious and shocking story of one pleasant suburb and of some of the students and teachers in its ivy-covered high school who helped to crack the facade — and watch it crumble about their heads.
A novel that goes beyond the fictitious town in which it is set… possibly any American town?
Wanda Turner, a lovely twenty-two-year-old teacher, was reclining on a sofa in the principal’s office. Sitting behind his desk, the man was quietly admiring her bare thighs under the short skirt she was wearing. Classes had been dismissed about thirty minutes before and, as usual, Wanda had joined the principal in his office.
“Goddamn,” the handsome man finally spoke. “You sure have a beautiful pair of legs.”
“Oh, Lyle,” she cooed, brushing the long red hair back from her face. “You just say that because you like to stick your big cock up between them.”
“I’ll admit I love to fuck you,” Lyle said. “But you still have pretty legs.”
Lyle Harding had been the high school principal for three years. The depraved man thoroughly loved his job because there were so many horny girls to fool around with, and Wanda enjoyed her because she was being fucked by virile boys. They made a fantastically lecherous pair. When they weren’t fooling around with the students, they always had each other to suck and fuck.
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.