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sgstories123 · 5 years

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Kelly and her teacher

Edison sighed. His students were definitely unmotivated and did not learn anything from his class. The nonsense that they submitted for their test was unbelievable. And Kelly was the worst of the lot. For a multiple choice test of forty questions, she only had 3 correct. Even if she had simply written the same answer for all forty questions, she would have obtained a higher score.

Edison was upset. Since graduating from an overseas university a year back, he had been trying to find a job unsuccessfully. When a private educational institute offered him a part-time teaching job, he decided to take it as it was better than nothing. While he knew that students in the private school school were not as motivated as those in public universities, he did not expect it to be so bad.

Kelly, for example, was always late for classes, sometimes not even bothering to turn up at all. But who could blame her? Her father is very rich, owning several factories in China and Vietnam. She is dressed in luxury brands from head to toe and her various boyfriends are driving her to school in flashy, sports cars. She even has her own condominium unit in the city. With such riches, she does not need a job, not to mention a Bachelor’s degree. Most probably, the certificate is only to show to her family and friends that she is no dumb blonde.

But even if Kelly was not rich, she would have an easy life. She is pretty and get along well with many of her classmates. Every guy wants to date her and will be willing to do anything just to get her to smile at them. Edison suspected that some of the homework submitted by Kelly was done by her male classmates. Afterall, if they are willing to help her carry her bags, buy food for her and even hold the door for her, why would they not do her homework for her. But they cannot do that for a test. Perhaps that explain Kelly’s low score.

He sighed. He did not feel like it but he knew that as a matter of policy, he needed to speak to Kelly about her test. He looked at his watch. It was time for his class. He got up reluctantly and walked to his classroom.

Two hours later, his class came to an end.

“Kelly, I need to speak to you. The rest of you, you are dismissed.”

The students left the classroom quickly, as if released from jail. It was a brief noisy affair and the classroom was soon quiet again. Kelly sat at her desk, looking at her mobile in a bored manner. She knew she had done badly for the test and was expecting Edison to speak to her. She was just hoping to get it over as soon as she can. Her latest boyfriend is bringing her out to a new restaurant and she wants to join him as soon as she can.

“Kelly, do you know why I need to speak to you?” Edison asked.

“You want my number?” laughed Kelly.

“Be serious. You failed your test again. As you have failed all the 3 tests on this module, you are unlikely to pass the module, even if you do very well for the exams.”

“Okay.” Kelly replied unconcerned. She was fiddling with her mobile. Her boyfriend just texted her that he is already at the car park waiting for her. “Can I go now? My boyfriend is waiting for me.”

“Sure. But you know that I will be informing your father that you have failed 3 tests and that you are likely to fail the module. You have already failed this module twice and if you fail it again, you will need to be removed from the program.”

“Wait. What do you mean that I will be removed from the program? Am I going to be kicked out from school?” Kelly was shocked as it finally dawned on her how serious this was. Her father did not care about her grades, only that she gets a certificate at the end of the day. If she gets kicked out of school, he will be so angry that he might stop giving her money. Worse, he may force her out of her condominium and live with the family again. She will lose all her independence and her social life will come to a standstill.

“I cannot be kicked out of school. I need to get my degree. Don’t tell my dad. I will work hard and pass the module. Please,” pleaded Kelly.

“I will need to inform your father as you failed your test. As I said, by failing this test, it is unlikely that you will pass the module.” Edison smirked. It felt good to have some power over his student.

“Isn’t there anything you can do? You can pass me right? You just need to key in a passing grade. I am not asking for an ‘A’ grade. Please.” Kelly was relying on her charm, as this had helped her so many times in the past. “I can do anything for you, if you give me a pass. What do you need?”

“Do you think I can be bribed? I know you are rich but I am not so poor to give you a better grade for money. Sorry.” Edison was feeling much better than what he felt this morning. This is what power felt like.

“If it is not money, then how about something else.” Kelly smiled seductively at Edison. Her teacher was not really her type. She preferred stocky, muscular guys as she liked being dominated in bed. Edison was good looking but as he was about 6 years older than her, she felt that he was too old for her. Still, she did not feel repulsed by him and if it means staying in school and continuing with her lifestyle, she did not mind having sex with him.

She got up from her desk and walked over to Edison who was seating in his chair at his desk. She leaned over him with her breast pouring over his face. She stroked his hair and with her fingers, stroked the nape of his neck.

“Being a teacher must be so stressful. I can feel the tightness in your muscles. How about I give you a massage?” she purred. She pressed Edison’s shoulders lightly and gently caressed his face.

“That is not getting you a pass.” Edison was confused. He thought he was in a position of power but somehow the balance of power seems to have shifted and he was not quite sure how. He only knew that he was staring at Kelly’s cleavage and as she was so near to him, he could smell a soft feminine fragrance from her body.

Kelly moved her fingers towards Edison’s chest. She unbuttoned the front of his shirt and moved her fingers along his chest. She was pleasantly surprised that underneath the shirt, there was a very muscular body. “Somebody has been working out and hiding this nice body in an ugly business shirt,” smiled Kelly. Maybe Edison is her type afterall.

She reached for his nipples and squeezed it with her fingers. Edison gave an uncontrollable moan. He was not expecting that.

“Hmm. Seems like that is not the only thing that is hard.” Kelly straddled Edison and sat on his legs. She unbuckled his belt with some difficulty and unzipped his trousers. Edison’s cock was making a huge tent in his underwear.

“How about you give me a pass if I give you a hand job?” Kelly asked. “You really looked like you need a release quickly.”

“No. I will not be bribed.” Edison mumbled. But he was not feeling quite sure of himself now. Lust has taken over and reason has left him.

“You drive a hard bargain. Maybe you will consider if I show you what you are missing.” Kelly pulled off her blouse and showed off her breasts in a sexy pink lingerie. “This is Victoria’s Secret. Do you like it? Now do you want to see the matching panties?”

With that, Kelly got up and dropped her skirt. Right in front of Edison was his student dressed only in matching pink bra and panties. Kelly had a nice body. Her breasts were not big but sufficiently ample for breast fucking. She had nice pink nipples and her skin was flawless. She posed in front of Edison with her arms at her hips. She smiled at Edison again and walked slowly towards him.

She leaned down and was so close to Edison that he could feel her warm breath on his face. “So, what do you say? Give me a pass and I give you a hand job?”

Edison did not reply. Kelly drew a line from Edison’s scrotum to the tip of his penis through his underwear with her fingers. Edison moaned in pleasure. “Deal?” asked Kelly again.

Again, Edison kept quiet. He was trying to regain his senses but in front of a young, pretty girl in lingerie, it was difficult to clear his mind. Already, part of his mind was thinking of ways to change the marks of the test.

Kelly pulled down Edison’s underwear, revealing a large and thick erect cock. “Gosh, this is much larger than any of my boyfriend’s. I have not seen one so large and thick. Alright. How about this? Give me a pass and I will give you a blowjob. I am only doing this because you got a nice cock. Just think about it. You are going to get nice soft mouth on your cock.”

Kelly pushed Edison further down in his chair and gave him a deep, wet kiss. Her tongue roamed his mouth until it met his tongue. By now, Edison has completely given in to his lust. He kissed Kelly back and fought her with his tongue. Kelly pulled herself away. “Wait. So will you give me a pass for my test?”

“Yes. Just come and kiss me.” Edison replied weakly. Kelly smiled and returned to kissing Edison. With one hand, she started stroking Edison’s hard cock. Edison was lost in pleasure. Kelly saw her mobile lighting up. Fuck. Her boyfriend must be getting impatient. She will need to do this quickly. She moved downed to Edison’s cock, first sucking on one testicle before attending to the other. She circled the shaft with her fingers, adding pressure before she started licking the tip of the cock. It was a large cock and she had some difficulty trying to engulf it whole. She got used to the girth and length after a while, and started sucking on it. The cock reached the end of her mouth and it almost gagged her. Yet, she was enjoying it as she enjoyed the sense of being dominated by a large cock.

“Oh god. You are so fucking good. I am going to cum.” Edison moaned.

Kelly could feel Edison’s cock pulsating and tried to remove her mouth from his cock. But Edison was holding her head down and she had no choice but to swallow as much as the cum as she could. Edison shot a large load. He looked down and saw Kelly with her mouth leaking with his cum. It was just so erotic for him. Kelly wiped her mouth and dressed herself quickly.

“Remember to change my grade. And, maybe you can come by my house next time. I need you to teach me some more so that I can pass this module.” Kelly winked, looking at Edison with his now flaccid cock dripping cum on the classroom floor.

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toasttz · 5 years

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From the Tabletop #3

If I don't do this with some haste, I'm going to forget important details, so let's get the party started. At this point, we had a GM swap, Valentinian being excused out of the plot due to something that, upon having it explained to me, I thought sounded a lot like the World of Light scenario in the latest Super Smash Bros game (which was brand new at the time of this swap). That's largely unimportant, though, as it was just an excuse to shuffle GM in and player out. We then welcomed Gwyn, a Solar Sorcerer and a dangerously savvy and competent individual who Scarlet quickly took a shine to. Gwyn: You only want me for my mind, don't you? Scarlet: No, I totally want your body too. Gwyn: Not helping. Next, we sailed out of the Wyld and we ended up docking in, uh, a bathhouse in WhiteWall. No, I don't know how exactly we managed this. The Wyld, it's a hell of a drug. Anyway, with Maxwell now having kicked his oxygen habit, we needed to inform his next of kin. A little somebody you might have heard me mention named Taiga. We were successful in finding her, and Volkenstein almost got his head punched off for it. After talking her down and explaining that they were merely the messengers of the bad news, Volkie went over to a fighting arena. Whereupon he decided to pick a fight with the biggest badass of the lot. While this was happening, we followed some rumors that lead to the town square where a little god was requesting strange items in return for miracles. Turns out this was a Solar Sorcerer named Malgigi the Violet. He was a total G, and threw in with us with minimal prodding once Scarlet name-dropped Valentinian. Back with Volk, the badass in question began using very specific fighting moves - what people who actually read the book would know as Dark Messiah martial arts charms. This is somewhat forgivable, on account that - really, how would he have known? - but it kind of set up a problem later on that he really should've known better, but I'll get to that in a little. Short of it was, he had the balance of his Four Humors (look it up) thrown into discord, resulting in his poops being cursed. Afterward, Malgigi assessed the situation and created a means to remove the curse, using acupuncture. Suffering only pins and needles (tee-hee), he was soon back in fighting form. Taiga also helpfully informed us that the next key to the One Piece was hidden in a massive vault, heavily guarded and under lock and key itself. Scarlet insisted she could not leave without it and the party, Taiga in tow to assist departed. By the way, there was this huge to-do about "how can you put a key into a safe?" and this honestly took longer than it should have for the party to parse. But since our current GM knew full well our greatest weakness was overthinking (on account Maxwell was dead and Volk wasn't used for intelligece tests), he got his chuckles. The funny part being that the puzzles he gave us in this weird-ass haunted bank... place... were either solved instantly between Gwyn and Scarlet or set us back an hour in real-time, no in-betweens. On our way out was when we really ran into trouble, because one of those aforementioned "Rivals of Volkenstein" appeared for the first time. Thing is, he arrived as an Abyssal, so Volk couldn't immediately recognize this fellow calling himself "The Jackal". The Jackal was kind enough to exposit his backstory for us, telling us how Volkenstein scarred his face by violently tearing off the mask of "El Amigo Grande". When he explained this, Volkenstein immediately agreed that was how it went down. Just a reminder: this guy continued to insist he was a Face. Gwyn and Scarlet knew there was trouble when The Jackal was absorbing the necrotic essence from the surrounding area, and both petitioned to run. At this point, however, The Jackal busted out his signature move - La Cucaracha Espada - which Volk decided he would just tank. Head-on. For those who aren't super steeped in Exalted lore, let me explain. Necrotic essence is bad for living tissue. This lead to an age-old addage "Curse my poops once, shame on you. Curse my poops twice, you're a fucking dumbass." Having dropped like a sack of potatoes, Volk was out of the fight. Gwyn conjured a warp spell, which Scarlet assisted in dragging Volk closer for the escape (but only after suggesting that they could use Volkenstein as a sled to flee). The spell succeeded and we arrived back in front of Malgigi, who was deeply disappointed in a certain poop-cursed wrestle-man. Malgigi explained that the first curse-breaking ritual wouldn't work on something of this potency, and that the ritual required would involve a daicon radish being firmly inserted into Volkenstein's anus. And left for several days. He also recommended that Volk stop drinking, as the damage could be too much for his system to handle. This caused ol' Volkenstein to more or less just lay on his back and vomit for several weeks after. This was probably for the best. Because we needed to pursue the next potential key: the frozen north! Or, what would be the frozen north, but it was the Emerald Labyrinth of the Hazlanti League. Then all Hell broke loose. Because then we got out fourth member, Maxwell's successor, Magpie. I don't even remember Magpie's full name. Or even if she had one. Because that's not what we called her out-of-character. To us, she was Stockholm Dino Maiden: worst of all the punchmonkeys. The thing with Magpie... well, they were legion. To start, her backstory made no sense. She was supposed to have been raised by Arilack. For those who don't know, just imagine a big, predatory, dumb dinosaur. She's the patron of dinosaurs and reptile beasts. Alien, ancient, and not particularly a fan of humankind. For some reason, she found this little kabob of a human child and decided to do what anyone with a ham sandwich would do - teach it multi-variable calculus! So, that's the first problem. So with a backstory that makes no sense, she also had stats that made no sense: she was a Zenith caste with stats that of a Dawn caste. She was supposed to be playing a stupid barbarian but had Lore 3 (one higher than Scarlet, who actually DID have a formal education), dots in medicine (Why, though?!), was a tomb raider with a love of artifacts (WHY, THOUGH?!), was a gourmet chef (BUT WHY THOUGH?!), and the list goes on. In fact, I even gave Magpie an easy "out". I suggested she should be the little sister of a Lunar I made back in 2e, Victorious Carp of the Sky, who actually DID have a familial draconic motif. The character was well-liked and even made a cameo appearance in the previous campaign in one of Hell's arenas, where he battled a fellow fighter to a standstill (the only draw of the tournament which ended in a pair of new drinking buddies), and his mother had a draconic theme as well in her own right. It would've gone together like bread and butter and better explained her stats. So, naturally, her player rejected it outright. Gwyn wanted to venture into the woods to find a figure he called "Grandfather", an ancient and wizened entity who was held in high regard by Gwyn's people. He did find him too, but that didn't particularly go anywhere. Scarlet, Volk, and Maggie (brought along for metagame reasons, which I later rationalized as Scarlet wanting more "dumb muscle") had a narrow head-long collision with a massive, black, cylindrical, metal object that raced across the area. Things got a little hectic, and my memory of the next few events are... fuzzy. Consulting with Valentinian's player I am able to continue. Next, we met a powerful Lunar who acted as guardian and de facto leader of a small village, Esha Mae. She tasked us with retrieving a particular book for her, leading us back to town. Long story short, we obtained the book (which was a series of deeply politically satirical and pornographic cartoons) due to an exchange with a mysterious woman who looked a lot like Scarlet - it's important for me to mention at this point that Scarlet was raised by her uncle, Vermilion Mountain, as her parents (Verdant Wind and Azure River) and most of her extended family were killed when she was about 8 years old due to a sudden flu-like disease that ravaged her hometown in the Caul - who called herself Alabaster Albatross. No prize for guessing the relation, but that plotline never actually went anywhere anyway. Long story short: we did give Esha Mae (nicknamed just "Mae" by Scarlet, as she was wont to do) her book, but then the Albatross attacked using a massive steam cannon weapon. Upon firing, Magpie and Volkenstein managed the one (1) unambiguously awesome thing they pulled off the entire campaign and body-blocked the projectile. Scarlet battled with the Albatross, who was just way, way more powerful and upon dealing just the most glancing of blows, Scarlet was burdened by a large, dead bird lassoed around her neck. Alabaster Albatross taunted Scarlet and wished her the best of 'luck', which the albatross (lowercase) signified the opposite of. Then Magpie did something spectacularly dumb and summoned a Lord of Beasts, which ultimately sent Albatross (uppercase) and her weapon Team Rocket'ing over the horizon line. Then the Lord of Beasts basically told us to fuck off and blocked our number from his phone and stormed off, mumbling about the "kids these days". Consulting Malgigi once more for Scarlet's new predicament, he had us cobble together what amounts to a "Good Luck Potion". Managing that, Scarlet felt the need to 'test her luck' by... well, getting lucky. Which she did. With Mae. The next morning, Scarlet awoke to see Mae presenting her with an egg and declaring it their baby. Fucking Lunars, man, how do they even work?! Anyway, Scarlet charmed Mae into coming with them as a non-combat role on the crew and Scarlet began a new life as an engaged woman. Whew, this has gone on entirely longer than I expected, so let's stop here. Join me next time for: Valentinian dies in Boiling Magma and goes to Hell! Scarlet brutally murders yet another of her cherished circle-mates! Magpie is useless! Volkenstein becomes a thrown weapon! See you next time! *Quick note: Last time I screwed up "letter of MARQUE". I don't even know how I managed it, seeing as there's a sail charm with it right in its name. Ugh, I am so stupid sometimes.

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oraclegamma · 7 years

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katrinathebarber-blog · 7 years

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Statement Of Purpose

Theodore Roosevelt said, "A man who has never gone to school may steal from a freight car; but if he has a university education he may steal the whole railroad." At a young age I managed to achieve some success without a formal education, as a result I foolishly undermined the value of academic achievement for over a decade. In the time that I have been standing behind a barber/stylist chair (nine years), the number one thing that all of my mentors have stressed to me is that the day I know everything there is to know is the day I should retire from professional hair service. I am nowhere near retirement and I will never know everything there is to know, but I will be damned if I do not at least try to understand as much as I am humanly capable.

I may or may not have chosen a career path that fits my personality and my character. I might be a left brain thinker working a right brain job, or an introverted personality type pursuing a life of social acceptance. Either way, I had to do something productive with myself when I was too young to recognize the value of a formal education, so the beauty industry is where I landed. I have committed myself to being the best professional service provider I can be in a competitive and minimally regulated industry. The first five years of my work were very trying and I overcame many hurdles, personally and professionally. I discovered a standard throughout the industry that has never sat well with me and one which I continuously aim to supersede. When things finally started to settle down and my clientele and income became steady, I found myself at a plateau and discovered my need to be progressive, to keep achieving accomplishments, small and large.

Years of industry business classes offered many options and proven solutions on how I could grow my business and expand my clientele to earn a higher income. None of them were right for me. I didn't know what was right for me. All I knew was that I had to continue doing two things: learning and achieving. As the daughter of an educated woman, formal education was always recommended, even forced. "Educated people earn higher incomes" is a philosophy I was raised on, as my mother maintained a comfortable lifestyle for five with a four year degree in economics. Unwilling to leave hairdressing behind, I had to find a way to apply this to myself and my career. I had to become more educated.

My initial assumption was that in order to earn more money, I had to charge higher prices for my services. In order to charge higher prices, I had to attract people willing to pay those prices. Generally, higher earning people are capable and willing to pay more money for a quality service. College educated people tend to be higher earning and like minds attract like minds. I needed to go to college to further understand what it was I was trying to do and if all else failed, to at least be able to attract a clientele of a higher level.

Fast forward four years and here I am, a college educated barber employed by one of the industry's most successful small businesses, earning an income that once seemed unattainable for an employed barber/stylist in a small business. I graduated from Hudson Valley Community College with an A.a.s. in business administration. I managed to maintain full time studies while working full time in a hair salon, and I achieved my highest grades since elementary school. I have attracted the clientele that I set out for and discovered a calling for me in my industry that is so much greater than what I initially dreamed.

I took many risks to grow into the professional I am today, and while there are some risks I know I still have to take, there are others that I am choosing not to. I am choosing not to assume the risk of opening my own shop and employing barbers and stylists like myself. While this is a mark of success for many industry professionals, it is not my mark of success. An entrepreneurship class along with a seven year struggle to find a reasonable employer in this industry has led me to recognize a need for better business consultants who specialize in grooming establishments. In my research I have discovered that the majority of industry business consultants have little to no formal education or academic achievement. In combination with minimal industry regulation, this is contributing to the low standard across the industry that I have chosen not to accept. There is no educational accountability in the industry, despite the push to continue stylist education. Service professionals are constantly encouraged to continue expanding technical ability and consumers are repeatedly advised to pay the professionals, so why are small business owners not turning to educated business professionals for business services the way they expect their customers to turn to them? A few successful business are leaving their finances to their accountants and their product distribution to their sales representatives, but too many small business owners are still learning "the hard way", as my current employer puts it, by trying to plan their own businesses. Current business consultants possess credentials that include successful operation of businesses, educational experience, and successful product sales and distribution. I am going to come to the table with a degree in business administration and over a decade of industry experience.

I read somewhere that a man of intelligence will struggle to conform to and exist within the world around him, but educate the man and he will shape his surroundings to conform to him. I set an original goal of earning an MBA before beginning my own consulting practice, however a few curveballs have put me at a standstill with my education. After a year of dwelling on a failed attempt at a B.S. and choosing to remain comfortable rather than progressive, I conclude that we regularly need to tailor our plans to fit into what life hands us if we are going to be successful. This is why I am launching prostylebusinessstrategies.com and committing much of my free time to establishing a web presence that builds a professional brand, as well as continuing my education through freelance. This is my professional brand-building strategy for ProStyle Business Strategies LLC, where I will provide business consulting and coaching services for salon industry professionals in my area.

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