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Yin and Yang, Opposites Attract (Frogger and Smokey)

Frogger

Frogger

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Rose Sullivan is a beautiful woman, both in looks and in spirit. A gentle soul by nature, there was no darkness within, only a rare beauty that can’t be found these days. Trustworthy, sensitive, and kind, no one could possibly come close to someone of her caliber. If any man could steal her heart…not to mention keep it for himself, he would be lucky indeed. However…it may not seem like much, but… there is a little issue. Despite all her good qualities…she has no confidence in herself whatsoever. Instead a shyness unlike any other has taken its place…and though it is cute every once in a while, it does tend to get in the way when it comes to going anywhere with her life.

“O-Oh no…I’m going to be late…” Hands dancing nervously about, her blue eyes went from one item to another, trying to figure out what else she was going to need for the day. With every move she made her dark green skirt sway about her hips and legs, only to settle down once she stopped. Luckily, Rose was pretty much ready…but she has yet to figure this out. After one…maybe two minutes of thought, she reached this conclusion, and laughed softly. “I am being silly…aren’t I?” A faint smile tugging at her lips, it wasn’t long before she was going out the door, and locking it behind her. Most people who lived in her apartment complex were already heading to work, though they didn’t pay her any attention. Of course that was to be expected…seeing as how she didn’t know anyone.

Dark brown hair flying out behind her, Rose hurried down the stairs and out into the parking lot. Though her salary left much to be desired, she still was able to afford a car, beaten up as it is. A Nissan from the 90s, there was no way she was going to get rid of it, not until it was run down to the ground. Keys jingling merrily, she unlocked the front door, climbing in rather quickly. It took fifteen…sometimes twenty long minutes just to get to the school, and well…during morning traffic, it more often than not required at least ten more. Rose didn’t have twenty minutes to spare. “Come on, come on…” she cooed, car sputtering to life at her guidance. It wasn’t long before her vehicle softly purred to life, much like a kitten coaxed into rolling over.

“Thank you…” Shifting into reverse, the Nissan pulled out of the parking space, merging with traffic just a moment later. It was chaos, what with all the idiots driving, pedestrians walking about, and yelling at one another…yet all she could do was sit there and wait. The light turned green, cars rushing forward to head to their destination.

Westwalk High School wasn’t exactly the best school in the county…but it did have a wide variety of students. Everyone is welcome here, after all. Every kind of program is taught, so there is nothing to be concerned about when it comes to their education. Rose pulled into the parking lot, her car complaining as she shifted it into park. “At least you lasted this long…” she told it with a kind pat on the dash. It wasn’t that terribly old, but it has seen better days…and it is about time she looked into getting a new vehicle. Her bag slung over her shoulder, keys in hand, she went ahead and rushed to the front door. Judging by the number of students lingering in the hallways, gossiping to friends and grabbing textbooks…she was right on time.

Rose Sullivan peeked into her classroom, only to breathe out a sigh of relief. There were students, yes, but only a few loitering about, talking and not paying any mind to the world around them. Her hand managed to find the door knob, giving it a gentle turn, which swung wide in welcome. Nobody paid her any attention as she walked to her desk and started getting ready for class to start.
 
Michael Stevens was one of the students sitting in the classroom. He was always seen as the tough guy around school because of the way he dressed. He usually wore worn out jeans, a white or black t-shirt with some witty saying on it and a leather jacket. Mike wasn't a bad kid by any means though. He spent his free time working at a local diner and taking care of his mother. He didn't have the best grades but he tried holding them up to satisfactory level so he wasn't kicked out of the school for failing. "Heh, Hey Mikey, get a load of the teacher, nice piece huh?" David, one of Michael's idiot friends commented. Mike just shrugged not paying much attention to him. The kids quickly learned she was a shy woman and they would take advantage of that. However, Michael was raised better and didn't see the appeal in making someone even more comfortable.

"Uhmm Ms. Did you get lost? the strip club is on the other side of town." One kid made a wise crack to Rose. It would be a long day. Mike just sat back and sighed. "Idiots......." He said under his breath while patiently waiting for the teacher to start her lesson, more importantly for his day to be over with. He had work after class but after that he was going to try and enjoy the weekend.
 
“I-I’m not lost… In fact, I know for certain I am in the right place…” Rose tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear, already blushing, though for what reason, she wasn’t quite sure of. Her blue eyes took in the class in its entirety…absorbing small little details and little tidbits of information to study later. “Um… Hello, you may not recognize me, since we have met only once…but I am your new English professor, Miss Sullivan…” The pink quickly turning red on her cheeks, she bit her lip, uncertain as to what exactly she should do or say next. Wasn’t it a bit early to jump into their studies…? Her hands smoothing out her blouse and skirt, the young woman tried desperately to think of something -anything- to save the situation…however coming up with nothing. Oh...if only she anticipated this possibility beforehand! Maybe then...Maybe then she wouldn’t be making a complete and utter fool of herself!

A few strands of dark brown fell into her eyes, only to be brushed away with a nervous hand. “Well… I know this is rather sudden, but I would like to know all you better… After all, we will be spending the next year together. So...Whenever I call your name, please stand, and introduce yourself… I would also like you to share a few details about yourself...such as your interests, or your hobbies. Now then…” Once she found the class roster, she began reading out names. Not many students participated in the introductions, however the teacher did take note of a couple things. Even the smallest things can give insight into a person...though few realize this. Her eyes went down the list, finding the next name. “Michael Stevens?”
 
Michael stood up and smiled at her warmly. He was one of the few boys in the class that hadn't cracked a dirty joke about the way she was dressed. "Umm Hi, I'm Mike....I like long walks on the beach.....nah, well, I don't mind em, but, I can usually be found fixing up my bike....or playing guitar....not really much else to me I guess, I'm just an average joe kinda guy...." Mike smiled. "Oh, I've been told i'm a good kisser but I don't know how true that is." He added as a small joke then sat back down. He did usually keep to himself but he would open up quite a bit for this particular teacher. He looked her over. "Wow she really is a minx....." He wasn't the type of guy to try anything though, he wanted to differentiate himself from the rest of these horndogs after all.

Maybe if he was lucky he'd get to talk to her a bit after class to find out what exactly would be expected of them in her class. He didn't have the best grades but he didn't want to fail either. He may not look it but grades were actually important to Mike and he did try his best at school.
 
Rose offered the young man a warm, but beautiful smile. It lit up her features, even bringing out the dimples in her cheeks. “Thank you, Michael, for your introduction.” After going through the rest of roll call, and receiving mostly jeers and jokes during the process, she closed the slender white binder. “Alright… Now then, how about we all turn to page 5, just to go over the basics? I know most of you probably haven’t done your summer reading...since it was summer vacation and all, however, I will give you enough time to complete the three books. Remember, you must read...Roots, The Red Badge of Courage, and Animal Farm. If anyone has any trouble understanding anything...the material, or just what a symbol means...don’t hesitate to ask me. I’ve read the books quite a few times, so I know every little detail…”

Time passed fairly quickly, with mostly note-taking and lectures filling in the time. The bell rang five minutes after ten, signaling the end of class. “Alright now, please start reading the books on your summer reading list, and finish all the examples I gave you in class today. I expect you to answer all my questions tomorrow morning…” Rose gave a soft laugh, already clearing off her desk for the next class. It wouldn’t be a good thing to have everything laid out, where everyone can see, now...will it? Her blouse tightened across her breasts when she bent down, catching the attention of several male students.
 
Michael noticed it and he couldn't help but blush. He wanted her, just like every other male student, but he wasn't going to try and pick her up. He got up from his desk as everyone cleared out and put an apple down on her desk. He smiled warmly at her. 'I always give my new teachers an apple.....just something nice I do I guess......" He smiled and waved at her. "See you tomorrow Ms Sullivan." He said offering a warm smile and wave. Mike left and went on with the rest of his day, it was the last class he had but he had work. He left and went to work for the 6 hour shift he had. When he got home he read a few chapters of Animal Farm before getting washed up and ready for bed. As he laid in his bed his mind went to his new teacher, the sexy Rose Sullivan. He found it hard to not think of her with a body like that. He closed his eyes wondering if she ever fucked a student of hers before. She seemed too nice for that sort of thing though.
 
“Good morning, everyone!” Rose greeted the next morning, still nervous about what was to come, yet still trying her hardest at what she loves. Her cheeks touched with a hint of pink, she was as lovely as she was yesterday, perhaps even more so. Her skirt hid the skin from her hips to her ankles, yet that didn’t seem to conceal the curvy shape of her legs. The same could be said about the blouse she wore. Today her dark brown hair was free about her face and shoulders, catching the light and catching males’ attention. “Actually...It’s good afternoon, isn’t it?” After sharing a laugh with the students, her eyes traveled about the room, just so she could try to remember names. Once roll call was said and done, she closed the binder and cleared her throat. “I hope everyone started their books...or at least one book. I am going to start asking questions about the first few chapters, so whoever can’t answer will have to answer to me… Do all of you understand?” Lusty ideas came to mind at her last words...and a few whispers followed. Because of that, she blushed darkly.
 
They all nodded. Mike had actually read the first 10 chapters which was more than what the rest of the class had done. He watched her and when she said such things with a lustful tone he found it hard to concentrate. He was lustful too, for her. He had never been sexually attracted to a teacher before, but here she was, a beautiful, sexy older woman. He was everything she probably wouldn't want in a man though, not to mention the age gap. He dismissed his dirty thoughts of her and paid attention throughout class, answering questions the best he could and waited for the bell. He wanted to go talk to her, but he wasn't going to take a chance of her failing him. He was indecisive and unsure. Perhaps he'd sleep on it tonight and maybe ask her to get a cup of coffee friday?
 
Rose wasn’t all that surprised to find out that not everyone read the chapters she assigned. After all...who would take the new teacher seriously? A few scolding words were given, yet she couldn’t really blame them. However...one student did follow her instructions, and have even gone beyond her expectations. Michael Stevens...what a curious young man. Though he was young, he has done nothing but treat her with respect. It was quite refreshing, to be quite honest. Maybe...he would be so kind as to give her a few tips on what to do…? It was obvious that she was out of her league here...and well, she needs the other students to treat her as...a teacher, not as a person they would find in a brothel. Nerves dancing about inside her stomach, she called his name after class, gesturing him to come over to her desk. “Michael? Can I have a moment?”
 
Michael walked over to her desk with a smile. "Sure Ms. Sullivan, what's up?" He said offering a warm genuine smile. She looked great. He looked into her lovely eyes and wanted to see what she wanted to talk about. He was a bit nervous but he figured he couldn't really have done anything wrong. He waited patiently to hear what she wanted to talk to him about and if it went well and he wasn't pushing the envelope, maybe they could grab a cup of coffee on friday, just coffee after school, if it wasn't too out of bounds.
 
“I’m sorry to be keeping you, but...I do have a serious question to ask, if that is alright.” Rose took a seat behind her desk, her dark blue eyes on his, hands nervously fixing the papers on its surface. “I am sure you’ve noticed...that I don’t get a lot of respect in here… but I do receive a lot of...inappropriate comments. I am a new teacher...but I must find a way to change this. Do you...have any suggestions for me? You are one of the few who hasn’t said anything to me...and I believe you are a good student, since you have already done the homework I’ve assigned… so please, give me your honest opinion on the matter…” A crimson blush found its way on her cheeks.
 
He smiled at her warmly and nodded. "Sure......well.......I would just be more firm with the students, start giving out detentions if they start to say anything inappropriate you......" He suggested. "They'd hate to have a week of detention.......so I would just start, well, being a little bit of a bitch. Show them you're the boss......" He said softly. "Umm....Ms. Sullivan, not to be inappropriate myself but um.......would you like to get coffee sometime?" He blushed a bit himself now, he could feel his cheeks getting hot. "I mean, nevermind, it was a stupid question, you're busy, why the hell would you want to grab a cup of coffee with a student...." He said looking down at his feet, looking up again he gave her a warm smile. "But, yeah, that would be my suggestion.....I'm not a teacher so I don't know what the best thing to tell you is....." He said softly. Oh he wanted her, he wanted to lean over and kiss her soft lips but he knew he couldn't.
 
Rose blushed a pretty pink. “Um, well...if we were to meet under the pretense that you need tutoring...then I’d be more than happy to get coffee with you. After all, you can give me more advice...maybe a few little pointers on how I should go about doing things…” Those dark blue eyes lowered to her hands for a moment, nothing being said between the two. “As for...well, doing all that… I’m not sure I can… I don’t care to...hand out detections...and act like a...bitch… Really, I prefer being myself… as if I ever am acting like a bitch...I apologize for it later…” With a thoughtful expression she rose out of her seat, smoothing out her green skirt and the white blouse she chose to wear today. A few strands of dark brown fell and caressed her cheek, much like a lover would after a long night of love-making. “Anyway… Thank you for your advice, maybe I will try them out tomorrow… You have a good day, alright?” Her smile was kind, and not any less beautiful.
 
He smiled warmly at her. "Yes, tutoring sounds good....." When she spoke about being a bitch he smiled. "Yeah, don't worry about it so much Ms. Sullivan......so.....friday after school?" He smiled warmly. He was excited and looking forward to something for once. He smiled and nodded. "You have a good day too Ms. Sullivan, I'll see you friday after class." He smiled and waved to her, winking at her in a flirty but innocent manner. He left and went on with his day. The rest of the week was going to drag on.
 
The rest of the week dragged on at a snail’s pace, full of homework assignments, lectures, and papers. Rose didn’t mind though. It was what she chose as a profession, after all… And honestly, she was looking forward to the day that her students’ eyes lit up with understanding, and find a love for learning. It was a bit farfetched to hope for...yet, it can’t be all that impossible...could it? Every day she tried being more assertive, not letting any student push her around with such inappropriate comments...but it proved to be more difficult than she originally anticipated.

Friday came at last. For some reason, Rose had been looking forward to it all week, even though it could put her career in jeopardy. Though...how much harm could one cup of coffee do? Her hair in a mess of curls about her face, clothes still modest, yet not hiding her body very well, she sent the students off with a smile, and began packing up her things quickly.
 
Michael smiled at her as he got up and the rest of the class left. He got his bag and put it over his shoulder. He went over to her desk and smiled. "Ready to go? Do you wanna meet me at the coffee shop?" He whispered. He put a red rose down on her desk and another apple. He smiled warmly at her while looking over her lovely body. He wanted her, bad, he had never had any sexual desires towards a teacher before but he wanted this one. "Actually, it'd be better to meet there......see you in a few." He smiled and winked at her then left to go to the coffee shop they agreed to meet at.
 
Rose didn’t expect such attention, not from him...or from anyone. A dark blush touching her cheeks yet again, the rose and apple was picked up, the first being sniffed appreciatively. It was her favorite kind of flower, ironically enough, even with her name. Her lips curved into a smile, she went out to her old beat up car, and drove out to where they agreed to meet. The parking lot wasn’t too bad...what with the time of day and all, yet she couldn’t help being nervous about all this. Wasn’t it...bad, to be meeting up with a student, when she had no intention of tutoring him…? Her mannerisms nervous, she entered the small coffee shop, eyes glancing here and there.
 
Michael smiled when he saw her enter the coffee shop. He had ordered a small coffee for himself but he'd pay for hers like a gentleman. "Hi." He smiled waving to her for her to come over to where he was sitting. He had a notebook out and everything to give the illusion of tutoring when they'd really just be talking. She looked great, as usual. He could tell she was nervous and he smiled. "It's fine, really, here, I got the notes I need help with." He shot her a quick wink.
 
“Okay…” Rose sat down next to the young man, pretending to look over the notes he had. A few strands of dark brown curls fell forward, caressing his cheek. There was a subtle perfume to the hair, which was pleasant...and a little bit seductive. “Well...I can certainly help you, because this is nothing too difficult… Thank you for buying my coffee…” Her lips curved into a smile, she took a sip of her cup, only to add some cream and sugar. After this was done, she just sat there, not sure what to do next.
 
He smiled warmly at her. "You're welcome....." He said softly. "So......tell me, what do you think you should do? I'll let you know if it'd be a good idea or not...." He said softly. He gently placed his hand on her lap and smiled warmly at her. He was falling hard for this one. "And, don't let them intimidate you Ms. Sullivan....." He said softly. He rubbed her thigh gently. He was smiling warmly at her and wanted to lean in for a quick kiss but waited to see what she would say or how she'd react to his hand being on her thigh in such a gentle, yet seductive manner.
 
Rose felt another blush rise, its heat painting her cheeks a darker pink. “To be honest… I’m not quite sure… I have been giving detentions, but the students only seem to laugh at me… And...I am trying to be more assertive, however...that doesn’t bring good results… I am at my wits’ end…” Her thigh tingling from his touch, she bit her lip, almost tempted to lay her hand on top of his...and to remove it. One hand nervously tucking those strands of hair behind her ear, she met his gaze. “I know...I just...I’d much rather be treated with respect...then to...receive all these sexual comments…”
 
He nodded. "I understand." He said softly. He moved his hand away and smiled. "You'll be fine, you know what you could try, perhaps....i don't know, being a little more laid back, like the 'cool' teacher, maybe then they'd respect you a bit more? I don't know......if discipline isn't working then maybe try to level with them?" He suggested. He could see her blush and he smiled. "Not to be out of line, Ms. Sullivan, but you are a beautiful woman......" He said softly giving her an innocent compliment. "The man in your life is quite lucky..." He said with a warmer smile. "I think if you could maybe try being the 'cool' teacher, they'd maybe respect you more?" He wasn't sure if it'd work but it'd be worth a shot. He wanted to help her.
 
“Maybe…” Rose thought it over for a minute, and decided that it wouldn’t hurt to try. How did that saying go? If at first you don’t succeed, try, try again? Her blush turned a bit darker at his compliment, the color even going down the length of her neck. “I-I am not…” she told him. “I just...I don’t know...but I know for certain you are just saying that…” Laughing softly, she took a sip of her coffee, the hot liquid offering a bit of relief to her dry throat. Her eyes glanced back at the young man...only to find him giving her a warm smile, one of which that caused her to blush once more. “I...I think I will give it a shot…” she told him. “Maybe I will tomorrow…” She gave a little shrug, accompanied by a shy smile.
 
He smiled at her and nodded. "You'll be fine......." He smiled and put his hand on hers then leaned over and gave her a gentle kiss on her cheek missing a little and getting her slightly on her neck as well. "I'll have that book done by Tuesday......" He whispered to her with a warm smile. He sipped his coffee and looked at the book a little more. He cleared his throat and looked into her eyes. "Ms Sullivan.......umm....I'm not failing or anything am I?" He asked nervously. Even though the school year just started, Michael was concerned with her class. He tried hard because he was never good with english courses and tended to fail them.
 
Rose’s blue eyes went wide. The kiss left her cheek and neck tingling, not to mention her shocked and speechless. For a moment she did nothing but touch the skin, almost certain that it was bright red. Luckily his question broke through her thoughts. “Failing? No! You’re not failing, Michael. In fact...you are one of my best students so far. All you have to do is pay attention in class...do your homework, and study hard, and you’ll do just fine. Alright?” Her smile once again coming up, she looked down at the book between them, eyes picking out the sentences with relative ease. “Besides...if you need any help...you can always ask me…”
 
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