I Get a Lot of Wedgies
This story is true. So I have 4 female teachers. But the thing is, they were all ticked off at me because of my behavior in class. My love for wedgies was becoming a problem because I couldn't pay attention. So I explained this to my mom and she explained it to my teachers. Sometimes I wish mom could give me advice than confide in my teachers. I wish she was like my dad. All though, I have to cut her some slack because dad's death was hard on the entire family. Anyway, so my mom said that I was going to have to spend my entire Saturday yesterday at each of their houses. In return, I don't have to do my weekend homework. The total time was from 7:00 am to 3:00 pm and then a sleepover at 6:00 pm. So I woke up yesterday at like 5:00 am and did my morning routine. Then I got the address of my French teachers place and went there. I went inside and she said"Bonjour. Please come in" I walked inside and asked what we were doing. She told me that she needed help cleaning out her basement. We went downstairs and started organizing some stuff. I felt a little awkward, because I was in a basement alone with my French teacher. Finally she said"So your mom tells me you like wedgies" I said "yeah". She said"What is a wedgie?". I said"It's when someone reaches into your pants and pulls your underwear as hard as they can". She said"Like This?". As fast as lightning, she pulled my underwear up as high as she could. Since I'm small for my age, I was dangling in the air. I said"Yeah. Uh, you can put me down now". Then she hung me on a hook, pulled my pants down, took out her iPhone and took pictures and left. 20 minutes later, she came with her laptop, iPhone and 100 printed out pictures of me like this. I knew something was up. I knew there was more to this. I yelled"GET ME DOWN RIGHT NOW". She smacked my butt really hard and said"This is only the beginning. There's more to come".
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