⢠Michael Groff:
The stern headmaster of Moordale Secondary, struggling to maintain his authority and reputation while navigating a forbidden, manipulative relationship.
⢠Reader:
A cunning and confident student who thrives on power and control, using blackmail to deepen a dangerous connection with Michael.
Trigger Warnings:
⢠Power imbalance: Relationship between an adult authority figure and a student.
⢠Manipulation and blackmail: Exploitation of vulnerabilities for personal gain.
⢠Mature themes: Romantic and physical tension, including suggestive content.
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The echo of her footsteps down the empty hall was deliberate, teasing. The late-afternoon light filtered through the narrow windows of Moordale Secondary, casting long, accusatory shadows across the tiled floors. She stopped at the door to his office, her knuckles brushing the wood in a mock gesture of politeness before she pushed it open without waiting for a response.
Michael Groff looked up sharply from his desk, his pen stilling mid-signature. The familiar scowl he wore didnât faze herâit never did. She thrived on his discomfort, relished the crack in his veneer when he realized it was her.
"You should knock," he snapped, though his voice betrayed more nerves than authority.
"I did," she lied effortlessly, stepping inside and closing the door behind her. "Besides, you said your door is always open for students."
Michael groaned, setting his pen down and pinching the bridge of his nose. "What do you want this time?"
She perched on the edge of his desk, crossing one leg over the other in a way she knew would draw his gaze. The school uniform skirt didnât leave much to the imagination, and she noticed the way his jaw tightened when he caught himself looking.
"Relax," she purred, leaning forward slightly. "I just wanted to make sure weâre still on for tonight."
His gaze flicked to the door, double-checking it was locked. "This is getting out of hand," he muttered, though the weight of his words lacked conviction.
"Oh, come on, Mr. Groff," she teased, her tone lilting. "You wouldnât want me to accidentally let slip about our little arrangement, would you? What would the PTA think?"
His face darkened, but not with angerâsomething closer to shame, mixed with a flicker of resignation. "Youâre playing a dangerous game," he said, his voice low.
"I know." She rose from the desk, her movements unhurried, purposeful. Her eyes flicked to his tie, the only part of his otherwise immaculate suit that looked slightly askew. With a faint smirk, she leaned in, her fingers deftly catching the silk fabric.
"Do you know what your problem is, Mr. Groff?" she murmured, giving his tie a sharp tug to bring him closer. His breath hitched, his body rigid with tension.
"Enlighten me," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.
Her lips brushed against his ear, sending a shiver down his spine. "Youâre far too serious," she whispered, her breath warm against his skin. She lingered for a moment, letting the charged silence stretch between them before tilting her head, her lips catching his in a brief but deliberate kiss.
He froze, his hands gripping the arms of his chair as if he were afraid to move. When she pulled back, she wore a satisfied grin, her fingers still holding his tie.
"See? That wasnât so hard," she said, her voice laced with mock sweetness.
Michael swallowed hard, his gaze flicking to the door again. "This is⌠inappropriate," he managed to say, though the way his eyes lingered on her suggested otherwise.
"Then stop me," she challenged, releasing his tie and stepping back.
He didnât.
Her smirk widened as she turned toward the door, her skirt swishing with every step. Before she left, she glanced over her shoulder, her eyes glinting with mischief.
"Donât be late tonight," she added.
Michael sat back in his chair as the door clicked shut behind her, running a hand over his face. He should have put an end to this the moment it started. He should have reported her, set boundaries, done anything but let her get under his skin like this.
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I would say that as long as they are more than 15 years old and the same or similar age, then itâs ok.
It doesnât mean that after you are 15 you will be ready for it and itâs a good chance that when you are 15-18 years old you arenât mentally or emotionally mature enough. So you should really think this though.
But I donât think that there is anything morally wrong with it.
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Why education always matters: a look into the âTravestiâ
This is going to be long so prepare to read...
I am from South America....most of this countries have some sexism still hidden in plain sight in day to day life...since most people here are very religious things like homosexuality, sex education, reproductive rights and transgender people are still a tabu...here is my experience.
Growing up it was common for me from time to time to see this people in the streets that everybody around me called âtravestisâ (which kinda means that you dress in the clothes of the other gender) they were always homeless and had clear signs of drug use and abuse...every time I saw them people around me liked to act like they were mentally ill and that was the reason why they were crossed dressed and looked like they were in heavy drugs (which they probably were but that had more to do whit being homeless than with being trans).
Now skip forward several years later, Iâm a teenager now, I have form my own values and have my own opinions about certain matters that my family and most of society around me would disagree on. Iâm sitting in the living room one day watching the news with my grandma while we eat lunch and this report cames about a teacher that had been teaching for more than 30 years...he is old now but since laws are only recently changing he has just recently decided that he wants to become a she...so she would go to work dressed like a women wearing make-up and all, she is starting hormone treatment and her wife fully supports her transitioning into being a woman.
But parents are loosing it, they say that he is confusing their children, they are afraid that maybe their children are going to get ideas...that maybe they would want to copy the teacher and start cross dressing as well, and that this is not how god created people.
So my grandma goes âpeople are crazyâ and I already know how this is going down so I respond âI know rigth? They obvious donât know how children work!â And she looks at me like I had just grown a third head and goes on about how Iâm clueless and donât know what Iâm talking about cause I have no children, that how does it occour to me to explain to 10 year old children that a men wants to be a woman...itâs going to confuse the hell out of them.
So I go âhave you ever tried telling a 10 year old that he does ANYTHING like a girl?â And she stays quiet âthey would GET so offended if you compared them to one, what makes you think they are going to want to dress like one because of ONE teacher?â Still, she finds a way to continue fighting me so I just back off and change subjects cause I know nothing of what I say itâs gonna make her change her mind.
Later that day I go on YouTube and there is a video from a periodism YouTube channel from my country about the subject and I click on it. It says that the life expectancy for transgender people in my country itâs only 35 years old...that many get killed or commit suicide or end up in the streets...and it breaks my heart to hear that and know that literally nobody cares.
That is what drove me to this conclusion...it can be traumatic for any child to see his teacher go from he to she within days or even months...but hiding that it wonât make it go away...that is the reason why is important to educate our children in gender identity the same way we teach them (in some countries only) about sexuality...so they donât grow up seeing trans people as mentally Ill drug addict weirdos that just live in the streets until they die from an overdose...education and representation itâs important so we teach other people how to see those who donât fall into typical gender roles...wether you agree or not that trans people are a thing just ignoring they exist as human beings ISNT right....
It really hurts me to think that the mindset of the people in my country isnât gonna change about this subject in the near future...but I do hope my generation takes notes cause we seriously need to wake up
June is LGBTQ Pride Month! This month, show your PRIDE and ask your Massachusetts state legislators to support comprehensive and inclusive sexuality education!
