FORBIDDEN LOVE

e some questions about me, right? - he says a

you?- aske

and the vast majority sigh

married?

gle," he

dren? No, but Al

ding Mr. Gray. No- he laughs- I like girls, he ans

.- he says and points to the fir

I'll be last. Robert Wilson, seventeen years old, I was born here in London an

s old, I like singing and d

en the bell rings and everyone starts packing up their th

eachers' lounge, then I sit in the waiting

still hates me- I laugh a

you in his office - he

l the door opens and Mr. Gray smiles. Miss Moore, come in - he say

the door, I frown.- Tell me, why a

ed quietly. And why were you laughing? - he asks and I stammer. A girl was drooling at the sight of her butt and I thought

I actually already spoke to the

s and I tilt my head in confusion. I don't understand. Look, I'd like to get to know you better, so I can help you better. I'd like to know what you like and what you don't, your da

tart rea

na Moore Age:

birth:

d if I put my feet

t all, please make yourself comfortab

the couch. I bite my lip and contin

irst page I turn it over and read. This was a bit more personal. He

over and I find

tionships I like? I ask tilting my head and he licks his lips. I mean love, just sex, even... Okay, I get it- I laugh and he nods. I si

miling, I shrug my shoulders and look at the option

on. What is your sexual p

me- I whisper and Mr. Gray....Oh, wh

.- He answers and I nod. So I answer

st ones. How often do you have sex? Then I blush. So I ch

is a test I used to give, in the previous school I taught at

when you came to the class

he answers and I tilt my head. why did you gi

han the others-he answers- I'll se

s a pseudo-masochist. These questions are fucking weird. I grab my phone and look up

at the options: I sigh, hesitate for a few seconds and then decide to write I don

committed

th this information. I mean, w

phom

my cheeks blushing like never before. I hate talking about sex, I know it'

sex with or been in a relationship with

he says. I grab my things and leave almost running. It was a strange