{"id":266,"date":"2023-07-23T01:44:17","date_gmt":"2023-07-23T01:44:17","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/femdomworld.org\/index.php\/2023\/07\/23\/me-and-my-fourth-grade-english-teacher\/"},"modified":"2023-07-23T01:44:17","modified_gmt":"2023-07-23T01:44:17","slug":"me-and-my-fourth-grade-english-teacher","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/femdomworld.org\/index.php\/2023\/07\/23\/me-and-my-fourth-grade-english-teacher\/","title":{"rendered":"Me and my fourth grade English teacher"},"content":{"rendered":"

Author: prretyfoot<\/strong>
\nWord count: 3888<\/strong>
\nThat year, I was 17 years old. She was 30 years old that year. She is my English teacher, surnamed Yang, one name
\nLizi, I heard from my classmates that Yang Li has been married for 7 years, and her husband is the mayor of a small town in our city. have a child
\nIn the countryside with her mother-in-law, her husband has been in the next town, and she lives in the teachers’ dormitory by herself. Teacher Yang’s height
\nAbout 165cm, weighing about 110 catties, a standard young woman, usually gives us class
\nShe always wears red or powder-colored professional outfits with flesh-colored stockings, and she likes to wear those dark flesh-colored stockings.
\nSilk.<\/p>\n

The above is an introduction. My study is not bad, but I don\u2019t like learning English. Once again, I didn\u2019t do my homework.
\n, Teacher Yang punished those of us who didn\u2019t do our homework to squat next to the podium. Since I\u2019m fatter, I can
\nAfter 15 minutes, I couldn’t squat anymore. Seeing that everyone around me was listening carefully, I knelt down facing Teacher Yang.
\n, I was thanking myself for being smart, but when I looked up, I met Teacher Yang’s eyes. I was worried that she would scold me.
\n, She glanced at me and continued teaching without saying anything, as if acquiescing to my kneeling for her.<\/p>\n

A winter vacation passed in a blink of an eye. I was too busy playing and did not write English homework. The school started, and there were many English class representatives.
\nSay good things to me (the representative of PS class is the younger brother\u2019s first girlfriend). The teacher seems to have forgiven me, but I always
\nI want her to scold me, so I can kneel down for her. One day in March, it rained heavily, and school was over
\n, I suddenly found that Mr. Yang was walking to my office, I followed, and looked at the door: it turns out that
\nAfter finishing the class for other classes, I didn’t bring rain gear in the afternoon, and there is no teacher in the office at this time, I pay attention
\nI noticed that Mr. Yang was wearing a pink top and skirt today, the same flesh-colored stockings and white high-heeled shoes,
\nProbably want to wait for the rain to stop before leaving. I pretended to ask a question and walked in, and soon the question was over, my voice was a little
\nExcitedly said: Teacher, are you not leaving? The teacher said, “It’s raining, you can go first. I said: It’s because you didn’t
\nDo you have an umbrella? I’ll take you back. The teacher smiled and said: Forget it, I will wait for a while. I said: no
\nIt’s not that far off anyway. Teacher Yang looked at me and said, “Okay, it’s rare for you to be so filial.” say we
\nThey walked out of the teaching building together. Teacher Yang walked in front, and I followed behind holding an umbrella for her, and looked down at Mr. Yang
\nThe teacher’s white high-heeled shoes, as the heel kept in contact with the ground, I slowly became intoxicated by the sound, and quickly
\nI have arrived at the dormitory, haha, I am secretly happy because: the road in front of the dormitory is five centimeters lower than our school\u2019s.
\nHowever, we stopped at a place more than 20 meters away from the dormitory. Teacher Yang frowned, and I immediately said: Teacher,
\nI’m wearing sandals. I’ll carry you on my back. The teacher looked at me and said: Forget it, I will go by myself. You can
\nvery tired. I said: It’s okay, teacher, I’m very strong. Let me carry you on my back. After I finished speaking, I squatted downbefore the teacher
\nnoodle. The teacher probably really didn’t want to get her leather shoes wet, so I hesitated for a while, and finally I felt it, teacher
\nup. In this way, I walked more than 20 meters with the teacher on my back. Got downstairs. I still don’t let the teacher go,
\nThe teacher didn’t ask me to let her go, I carried the teacher up to the third floor as if I had tacitly agreed, and arrived at the teacher’s dormitory.
\nAt the door of the house, I squatted down quickly, and the teacher came down. She first looked at her shoes, then raised her head and said to me:
\nSun Kang, you did a good job, thank you. I said: To work for the teacher, it should be. Teacher I’m leaving. Young
\nThe teacher said: I’m not busy, I’m very tired, come in and have a drink. I’d be stupid to refuse.<\/p>\n

Entering the room, the teacher was busy pouring water for me, and I was sitting on the sofa. The dormitory is only a big room.
\nMaybe all teachers who teach English are like this. Although Teacher Yang’s room is small, it is decorated very emotionally. I really look at it.
\nThe teacher is here: Sun Kang, what are you looking at? Nothing. Teacher’s house is so beautiful. Haha what?
\n so so. After speaking, the teacher sat next to me. I couldn’t find a topic for a while, and suddenly~~~<\/p>\n

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Author: prretyfoot Word count: 3888 That year, I was 17 …<\/p>\n

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