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aldersprigDay 7 of 30 days of Fiction: "7) Write something dirty (take that how you will)"
This comes after Hello, and before The Cathedral, and I believe the Foundation/Library/Academy setting is The Planners.
Tess had found herself fascinated with Thomas from the moment he walked into her Academy. He was young, far younger than she was, the age she'd been when the world had fallen apart. But there was something in his eyes... if she had believed in reincarnation, she would have thought he had come back with the full knowledge of some ancient sage. He had that feel to him, that tired worldliness. She wondered if he'd ever been young.
She tried not to stalk him. She paid him no more attention than she did any other student, for his first months, his first year at her school. She said nothing untoward to him, nothing that could cause any eyebrows to raise. She shot him no steamy glances, spent no time reading his file other than as her position as Dean demanded.
But he seemed intent on coming to her attention. He questioned policy, loudly, in the atrium, three crimes all in one. He questioned the facts in the old texts, another crime, and, once, was found making margin notes in a book that had been a century old when the Library was built. He argued science with his teachers, and wanted to test the theories in the books. He questioned everything.
And the more he questioned, the more she wanted him. Illicit as it was, forbidden in so many ways, Tess could no stop her desire. She was past child-bearing, his ultimate authority figure here at the school, 4 times his age. He was her student.
And she wanted him.
A Kiss Under Duck & Cover
Beginning With a Kiss
This comes after Hello, and before The Cathedral, and I believe the Foundation/Library/Academy setting is The Planners.
Tess had found herself fascinated with Thomas from the moment he walked into her Academy. He was young, far younger than she was, the age she'd been when the world had fallen apart. But there was something in his eyes... if she had believed in reincarnation, she would have thought he had come back with the full knowledge of some ancient sage. He had that feel to him, that tired worldliness. She wondered if he'd ever been young.
She tried not to stalk him. She paid him no more attention than she did any other student, for his first months, his first year at her school. She said nothing untoward to him, nothing that could cause any eyebrows to raise. She shot him no steamy glances, spent no time reading his file other than as her position as Dean demanded.
But he seemed intent on coming to her attention. He questioned policy, loudly, in the atrium, three crimes all in one. He questioned the facts in the old texts, another crime, and, once, was found making margin notes in a book that had been a century old when the Library was built. He argued science with his teachers, and wanted to test the theories in the books. He questioned everything.
And the more he questioned, the more she wanted him. Illicit as it was, forbidden in so many ways, Tess could no stop her desire. She was past child-bearing, his ultimate authority figure here at the school, 4 times his age. He was her student.
And she wanted him.
A Kiss Under Duck & Cover
Beginning With a Kiss
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Date: 2011-06-14 01:13 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-06-14 01:17 am (UTC)I wasn't sure how this one would go over.
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Date: 2011-06-14 01:28 am (UTC)no subject
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