Teacher's Dilemna

Ms. Crump was a rather stern and imposing teacher. One did not misbehave in her class. There was never any whispering. There was never any passing of notes. Students always arrived on time, if not a good five to ten minutes early. One always paid close attention, never got caught being distracted, which wasn't that easy as her lectures on Victorian literature could be so long and tedious. The students so much preferred Miss Bixley, but her classes this semester were all full (see "Miss Bixley lends a hand").

The guys, and even many of the girls, could see why she was still single. Who would want to marry her? Would could stand her? She was so cold, so harsh, so grim and austere.

This was a shame as she was not an unattractive woman, not by any means. She was in fact very appealing, if not pretty. She had long, wavy, flowing black hair that hung well down over her breasts, providing a nice accent to their prominence, as her hair fell gracefully across her curves, outlining her breasts' fullness and roundness. She also had large and pretty round blue eyes, although they often looked rather cold and unforgiving beneath her spectacles. Her cheeks were rosy, her nose was perky (although perhaps a bit sharp), and her lips were always adorned by a bright and rich red lipstick, although students would claim that they had never seen Ms. Crump smile.

In sum, Ms. Crump could really be quite an attractive woman if she allowed herself to be, but all of this potential was frustrated in part by her demeanor, as well as the conservative nature of her dress. She wasn't into pretty skirts, pastel colors, or feminine delicacies. Her outfits matched her personality. She wore stark grey or black business suits, with skirts that went well below her knees, blouses buttoned all the way to her neck, themselves largely hidden beneath jackets that were usually fully buttoned as well.

It wasn't that other teachers of Templeton College let their students see their boobs. That would, of course, be inappropriate, if not absurd. But they would at least wear outfits that flattered their womanly curves. What woman wouldn't? Well, Ms. Crump was such a woman, and it was again quite a shame, for beneath her tight business jackets one could discern the presence of very prominent, full breasts.

Yet, her conservative suits could not hide her appeal entirely, as the skirts, jackets, and blouses were typically rather tight.

It was a body that was actually difficult to ignore. She had such a nice taut, tight, jutting, swaying bottom, the curves of which were facilitated by her long black high heels, which also provided nice lines and tone to her calves and her long shapely legs. The boys' eyes invariably followed the sway of her bottom as she slowly made her way down an aisle of desks, reading from a text. This was the manner in which she most often lectured, striding up and down the aisles, reading a dull, tedious scholastic tome. One consolation of this approach was that it did allow the eyes of the boys to follow her swaying bottom as she strolled away. Of course, such impolite behavior on the part of the boys risked her considerable wrath if caught by the "Dragon Lady," one of the many less than complimentary nom de plumes she had been given by her students.

One of her most distinctive habits was to carry a ruler. She would absentmindedly tap it with her right hand into the palm of her left when she was not reading from a text as she strode up and down the aisle of desks, droning away, monitoring the notes being taken, looking for signs of student inattention, distraction, or any other signs of remiss. Once found it would be met with a tap of the ruler on a shoulder, a piercing glare, a pursing of lips, and a shake of the head.