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I wonder…I wonder what it would be like to live long ago…long ago, when it was not abnormal to be a middle-aged man lusting after a nubile, teen-aged woman. When young ladies not only could expect to catch the eye of an older man, but would hope to attract his attentions in order to have protection and a secure home. I wonder what it would be like to be an older man and, not only have the approval of your own acquaintances and the girl’s family, but for the girl’s mother to encourage her young daughter to seduce the I wonder what it would be like to be able to fuck one of my students and not be labeled a pervert.
When I began teaching as a young man, my age wasn’t far off from the high school students I taught. At night I would often jack off fantasizing about their tight bodies, perky breasts, and youthful passion. I would rationalize my thoughts by thinking about how close we were in However, as I grew older, my desire for them did not subside…especially as they seemed to dress more and more provocatively. Every fall the administration and staff tried to quell the tide of inappropriate dress, but there were too many, too often, and we would forgo the battle of the dress code to focus on simply Thus, I would see some of my sophomores sitting at their desks, most of their breasts showing as they leaned over to write.
