“Very well, class will resume in
exactly thirty minutes,” your teacher said, clapping his hands once. “Be sure
to not be late,” he shot you a pointed look. You winced and shot him a guilty
smile, expecting the eye-roll that came your way.
Before you could think twice about
it, you darted out of the room and made a beeline to the spot you had agreed to
meet Obi Wan in. You smiled as you recognized him, leaning against one of the
pillars of the building.
“Hey, you,” you said, immediately
pressing yourself against him and crashing your lips to his.
He moaned against your lips, hands
gripping your hips and pulling you closer to him. You relished in the hard
edges of his body, years of Jedi training had made him quite fit and you
enjoyed the muscles you got to touch beneath the Jedi robes.
Obi Wan’s lips pulled away from
yours and he marked a trail of kissing across your cheek and jawline, making
you moan loudly at the sensation. He quickly shushed you before continuing his
ministrations, knowing he only had thirty minutes to do what he wanted with
I share my birthday with the anniversary of the Challenger disaster and when I was eight a lady asked me why I looked so happy and I remember giving her a big smile and saying “it’s my birthday!” and she said “oh who cares. Today’s the fifteenth anniversary of Challenger.”
It’s only been the past few years that I’ve been able to celebrate it without feeling, on some level, like a terrible person.
it was lunch hour at east high, everyone was gathered about either eating or soaking up time doing a leisurely activity – not ryan. he’d decided to skip his croutons and marshmallow to try and scope out some of the fresh talents lurking about the school … he hadn’t changed much. before a minute had gone, he had his ear pressed up eagerly against the music room doors, straining to try and hear something, though his thoughts were dashed as he heard a sound flare from behind him. jumping up sheepishly, he let out the most guilty laugh, shifting his eyes in all directions, ‘’ i wasn’t spying, or anything… oh no, i mean - i’m a teacher, how unprofessional would that be? i was simply … making sure the door was still in shape, uhuh. ‘’
The Guilty Pleasures: “G.I. Joe: Retaliation” More than just another generic Rock action vehicle, G.I. Joe: Retaliation attempts to go all-in on the source material and have some fun with it. Just put it in and let it happen. Yo Joe!