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Chapter 3 by I_was_made_for_porn I_was_made_for_porn

What does John do ?

Reveal that he had recorded the entire conversation ()

Looking at that vile face, you start to grin. "What's so funny, punk ?" she growled out, her face changing from her self satisfied sadistic face into a more questioning face with slight anger on it. "Well, it just so happens that i have recorded this conversation, i have also saved up some more evidence of your lack of professionalism towards me, all i needed was this confession of you treating me unfairly. All i need to do now is show this to the principal and you will be finito." you said smugly. Mrs. Birchs face changed from her questioning face into a look of pure horror and realization. "No... Please, you can't." she yelped out, her voice sounding a bit sore. "I think i am going to though, i have had to deal with so much shit from you, so i think i want to ruin your "so-called" professional job her as a teacher, unless.." you said with some semblence of empathy.

"What are you saying ?" Mrs. Birch said, her voice cracking more and more for each word. "I think you know what i am saying, Teach." you said slyly. "What you are doing is ****!" she hissed out. "And what you have been doing to me is called ****, what's your point ? Neither of us is pure." you licked your lips slightly. "Fine what do you want from me ? Money ?" you could see a single tear in her left eye. "Oh-ho-ho, no. What i want from you is something more, warm.." your mouth had formed a wolfish grin. Mrs. Birchs eyes widened. "You can't mean..." she whined "Oh yes, i do" Silence followed after that statement, until finally she said

"Okay, i will do whatever you want." she weakly **** out the words. Your grin turned into a full blown smile.

What does he start with ?

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