Loose Lips Sink a Rising Student Teacher

Donna reached her apartment and couldn't wait ti share the story with her friends, she was never so glad that her parents had insisted on equipping her car with a top of line dash cam. She downloaded the video of the Police and the Girls all being **** to lay face down on the asphalt; while she FaceTimed her girlfriends, over a large glass or three of wine Donna regaled her friends of the walk there blocks to the Restaurant through the neighborhood that looked the setting for a Post Apocalyptic Zombie Movie, with the boarded up houses, burned out cars and trash strewn streets. The fact that that the few people they saw stared in awe at the sight of her, as if they never seen a pretty blonde before, as well as the behavior of the guys in the restaurant. Then when she got to the part about the Police whipping in guns drawn; she played them video of her dozen students laying face down on the asphalt with their arms and legs spread, not being allowed to get up until they verified Donna's ID, ownership of the car and fact that she a Teachers ID assigned to this school before letting the girls get up and only apologizing her, as if the girls might as well have been left on the ground. Donnas friends commented rather rudely that Donna hadn't exaggerated when she'd described the girls mode of dress as 'undersized' or more accurately probably stolen from a much younger, smaller girl! Donna and her friends exchanged rude comments about the Latina students until one of Donna's friends asked her if she'd bought the girls the dinner to celebrate, how as she going to afford to take them shopping?

Donna pointed out that the restaurant was local, and the whole mean and top for all of them was only $80. The girls agreed that was great but she'd promised to take the girls shopping and even discounted jeans, tops, shoes at eve the cheapest mall would cost her at least a grand for 12 girls!

Donna only laughed and replied and that she told them their were four State Tests, when their were in fact only two; the girls are working hard to get the reward I promised, so they'll take the second test, I'll get rave reviews on my teaching Practicum and naturally we won't go do a shopping spree in the middle of winter; and I'm going to be teaching the Summer School. I'll suggest we go do our shopping spree at as soon as its starts to cool off. Fall roles around all the Summer clothes are on sale, 60% of my student loans are paid off by the state and federal government, while my Parents are sending me check to pay the loan every month, I take the girls to that trashy Mall just outside that neighborhood, drop a few hundred bucks and they get paint themselves into booty shorts, halters, tune tops and bikini tops and all the hooker heels their hearts desire and head back to University with a top grades for my teaching experience, having raised their grades and you know those teacher evaluation they have the students fill out at the end of each Course session? What do think my Latina sluts will have to say about me, after they've improved their grades, gotten their little rewards and made that ass of a Vice Principal eat his words about them.

Oh we meant to ask you, since that guy thinks less of those girls than you do, why do you dislike him so much?

That easy, he fights them they fight me, causes me problems. I play these tough ass Latina sluts like fiddle and they're too stupid to know I'm using them couldn't care less if they end up stripping or turning tricks in that shit hole they call home. But, I don't have to worry about them trying to get even with me, the stupid sluts think I'm their best friend!"