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Small, remote towns seemingly maintain a middle-class, stable outlook which in reality masks the turmoil existing behind drawn blinds.
There is alcoholism, promiscuous sex for the adult and teen-ager alike, and, for some, the breakup of marital relationships as a result of wife-swapping. The children observe their parents so called “mature” life-styles. The mark is made, and it lasts a long time.
Such are the conditions under which Julie Baker embarks upon her career as a school teacher at Fort Arthur High School. Leading a normal, quiet, respectable life, she finds herself thrown into a period of exploration and experience — and learns through startling revelations how chance encounters and new associations can alter personalities.
SHAME ON TEACHER — a novel and a lesson for those unaware of what is happening in a world that masks its evilness.
“I hope that we can make this year one of great education for us all,” Mr. Timmons concluded. “I am sure that you can learn even more than your students if we all work together.”
Julie twisted nervously in her chair. She had heard all this sort of talk while in college. Now that she was about to begin teaching, she hoped she would hear of the real world of a high school. She wanted more specific suggestions about how to teach, less of the same old garbage of sharing a learning experience with her students.
The soft, young blonde swung her head about, letting her hair sweep down over the other shoulder. She stretched her ripe body, waiting for the morning’s preliminary session to end. She would prefer a chance to meet the other teachers, especially the tall young assistant coach who would be in the room next to hers. She had tried to get his attention all morning, stretching her body about and thrusting her tits against the flimsy blouse she wore. Damn! She knew she should have gone braless today. She had been about to leave the house when she turned back and quickly wrapped her prized possessions in a bra. She had decided that she should try to appear dignified and reserved for this first meeting with the new faculty.
She sat back now and looked about her as the principal continued his inane little speech. What a motley collection of teachers! Damn! Other than her, there wasn’t a decent-looking broad in the lot! No, she corrected herself, that wasn’t completely correct. Miss Harrison might be a little older than she, but the red-haired woman did have a hell of a body beneath her tight blouse and skirt. Sybil Harrison had a hell of a sensuous mouth, too. Yes, Julie decided, the red-haired woman was attractive to men and knew it. Damn right, she knew it! Julie began watching the older woman, watching the way she fluttered her long lashes as she pretended to listen to the principal.
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.
Note: This story is the same as catalog number CB-4093 in the original publications (a duplicate).