Total pages in book: 16
Estimated words: 13981 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 70(@200wpm)___ 56(@250wpm)___ 47(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 13981 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 70(@200wpm)___ 56(@250wpm)___ 47(@300wpm)
Not a single hand.
"Fine, Madison Nichols," I call out to the young woman who has me ready to lose my job by ogling her. My heart slams against my ribcage as she pushes away from her desk, squeezing her tits to give me a peek at the hot pink bra under her v-neck shirt. Her white v-neck shirt that's a rainy day or fire sprinkler mishap away from showing me the sculpted tender young body underneath it.
The shirt stops right above the waistband of her shorts, teasing me with glimpses of her belly button. I wonder if she's as blonde down there as she is up top.
Madison knows exactly how to tease the guys in the room and make the girls envious. She's older than most of the students. 19 according to the school's records, but there's still something innocent she's hiding under her alluring gestures.
"Name's Madison Nichols and my plans after graduation include absolutely nothing. In conclusion, I'd like to say that taking time off from school is not for the faint of heart. Most of you need structure in your lives so you follow all the rules that society tells us to secure a future. For a lot of you, the future includes a nice cozy desk job, and a decent career, but is that all you want out of life?"
A few students mumble their aversion to the boring nine-to-five life she's describing. Madison's stature at 5'9 makes her worthy of a modeling contract, but her ability to speak shows so much potential. I wish she would have taken the assignment more seriously.
She continues to hold her classmates' attention. "You're going to reach a point where you have to decide if you're going to stick to societal norms or break the mold to go after what you want. You only reach a million dollars after you break the mold. The choice is yours. Follow the rules or follow the rules to life."
"Do you have plans to reach a million dollars?" Casey, the inquisitive one, interjects with half a smile.
Madison shrugs. "I can reach a million by following the rules of life."
Now she has my attention by the balls. I'm not ready for her to go back to her seat. I prod her to continue. "Explain to your classmates the difference between following the rules and following the rules of life."
Madison's blue eyes sparkle with delight at my attention before she hops her perky ass on top of my desk. I take a few steps back to lean against the wall in the corner, to give her as much space as possible. I don't want to be too close or else I may lose my job. I want to bend her over that desk and smack that perfectly palmable ass of hers.
I have to stop thinking about her like this. She's a fucking student.
"So, for those of you who are blissfully unaware, there are three types of people in the world. The best, those trying to be the best, and those who don't care to compete. Follow the rules. You graduate, you go to college, or you get a job. You do what you're told and eventually, you get enough courage to ask for a raise."
She takes a pause and has the entire class waiting with bated breaths. Madison is swimming in the attention, but I toss my gaze out of the window.
"Continue, Miss Nichols," I instruct lazily.
I can hear the frustration in her sigh as she shifts her weight on the desk. My peripheral catches another glimpse. This time the back of her shorts rides up just enough for me to see her skin, bronze from tanning. My tongue moves across my top lip, but I keep my face toward the window.
"In case you missed it, that last description is most of you and most of you don't dare to compete." Madison shrugs at the reaction around the classroom. Some boo, others are indifferent, and the rest are waiting for her to finish.
She continues, "Those of you who didn't like what I said are trying to be the best, and those of you who didn't react at all are probably among the best. For right now, that's how it is. It can always change, but the rules for the rest don't apply to the best."
A few of the athletes in the back high-five, and Madison smirks as she finishes up her presentation. "So, the best bend and break the rules in ways that help them. If they're a decent person, it's nothing catastrophic, but it doesn't negate the fact that they'll do whatever they can to be successful. The ones trying to be the best keep the best on their toes or they surpass and take the mantle."
"And where do you fall in that categorization?" I ask. My eyes scan the school grounds from the second-floor window.