Alison was a twenty-one year old woman. For the first time in years she was out of her parents home and living away in a college dorm. Over the year she had studied hard, got excellent marks, but hadn`t made any friends. Her parents had wanted her to come home for the summer. But Alison could just imagine it.
"Did you make any friends in school honey???", her mom.
"No mom.", Alison.
"What did you do in college Ali???", her dad.
"I went to class and studied in the library and got good marks."
"Is that all???"
A moment of silence would come. Supper would be over and Alison would be so embarrassed she would spend summer in her room studying and let her mom leave her meals outside her door.
It wasn`t that she wasn`t pretty. She was a brain and a nerd, but beautiful. But she was thin. It was one damn student, JUST ONE. He had come to the same school as her.
Alison had always been model chic thin. But sometimes it backfired having A cup breasts and the hips of a twelve year old or younger girl at freakin`twenty one years old.
He had just seen her and screamed out, and enjoyed it, SHE KNEW!!!
"HEY, it`s Little LI, how you doing???"
The Asshole had to say that loud enough for the whole school to hear. Alison hated, HATED that nickname with a passion in High School. "Little Li.".
But it stuck and Alison snubbed the bastard and gave him the cryogenic shoulder. She saw him once and when she talked to him. He actually physically flinched away. Her words and voice were so cold they burned him.
She couldn`t live it down. Friends she was developing, new relationships, study groups, it always came up. "Little LI.", she finally retreated to the Library, her room, books internet and ANIME.
One day a teacher in a summer class. The only way her parents would let her stay. He challenged them to look for something online that they would never dare dream of. And he made them a deal. If they found something so private and wonderful. They could give in a paper with two words: "Too private.", and then give in a second paper with something less personal. And if they did it. They were all guaranteed a hundred percent on both papers.
And Alison knew, the teacher. She Loved him. Not sexual Love. But he challenged her and the class and she had a special relationship with him. After class she would stay for three hours and he would open her mind and introduce her to such new concepts. Alison would go back to her dorm and feel like she just had the best sex of her life. She hadn`t had sex, but she had masterbated. Talking to him after class was mental masterbastion.
But all the students knew. This teacher had a way of knowing when someone was lying. He caught cheaters like a Spider hunting flies. He just said to a cheater: "You cheated, get out of my class don`t come back. And if you come back. Prove to me, one hundred and ten percent, you didn`t cheat."
Most would leave. Some would come back. The ones who came back were given a term paper to prove their innocence. But he would see through it. ANd the cheater in the end had to give a lecture in front of the class on his cheating, admit he cheated and he or she would not do it again. And then this teacher would let them back into class. After the cheater was publicly humilated. And Alison understood. When they cheated, they were trying to humiliate him. There were no more cheaters in his class now. He had an ice cold rep of just knowing.
All the students knew. They could write a paper. "Too Private.", he would know, maybe give them a second chance or kick them out of class. But he warned them in a later class. You cheat on the first paper, you only get a max of forty-five percent. And it was a damn hard, fun and challenging class. If it weren`t for the ASS!!! And "Little Li", she would have made friends, helped out other students and been able to refuse the assignment. This teacher did let students with ninety percent averages refuse assignments, Alison who could get a 99% average in a challenging class only fucking had, no shit, 89%, and he told her. The rule is the rule, 90%, so she was stuck. She had to do the assignment. Or she would lose her average and her parents might drag her home.
Her parents told her. Do bad over the summer and we want you to drop the classes, come home and rest. So she was stuck.
"Did you make any friends in school honey???", her mom.
"No mom.", Alison.
"What did you do in college Ali???", her dad.
"I went to class and studied in the library and got good marks."
"Is that all???"
A moment of silence would come. Supper would be over and Alison would be so embarrassed she would spend summer in her room studying and let her mom leave her meals outside her door.
It wasn`t that she wasn`t pretty. She was a brain and a nerd, but beautiful. But she was thin. It was one damn student, JUST ONE. He had come to the same school as her.
Alison had always been model chic thin. But sometimes it backfired having A cup breasts and the hips of a twelve year old or younger girl at freakin`twenty one years old.
He had just seen her and screamed out, and enjoyed it, SHE KNEW!!!
"HEY, it`s Little LI, how you doing???"
The Asshole had to say that loud enough for the whole school to hear. Alison hated, HATED that nickname with a passion in High School. "Little Li.".
But it stuck and Alison snubbed the bastard and gave him the cryogenic shoulder. She saw him once and when she talked to him. He actually physically flinched away. Her words and voice were so cold they burned him.
She couldn`t live it down. Friends she was developing, new relationships, study groups, it always came up. "Little LI.", she finally retreated to the Library, her room, books internet and ANIME.
One day a teacher in a summer class. The only way her parents would let her stay. He challenged them to look for something online that they would never dare dream of. And he made them a deal. If they found something so private and wonderful. They could give in a paper with two words: "Too private.", and then give in a second paper with something less personal. And if they did it. They were all guaranteed a hundred percent on both papers.
And Alison knew, the teacher. She Loved him. Not sexual Love. But he challenged her and the class and she had a special relationship with him. After class she would stay for three hours and he would open her mind and introduce her to such new concepts. Alison would go back to her dorm and feel like she just had the best sex of her life. She hadn`t had sex, but she had masterbated. Talking to him after class was mental masterbastion.
But all the students knew. This teacher had a way of knowing when someone was lying. He caught cheaters like a Spider hunting flies. He just said to a cheater: "You cheated, get out of my class don`t come back. And if you come back. Prove to me, one hundred and ten percent, you didn`t cheat."
Most would leave. Some would come back. The ones who came back were given a term paper to prove their innocence. But he would see through it. ANd the cheater in the end had to give a lecture in front of the class on his cheating, admit he cheated and he or she would not do it again. And then this teacher would let them back into class. After the cheater was publicly humilated. And Alison understood. When they cheated, they were trying to humiliate him. There were no more cheaters in his class now. He had an ice cold rep of just knowing.
All the students knew. They could write a paper. "Too Private.", he would know, maybe give them a second chance or kick them out of class. But he warned them in a later class. You cheat on the first paper, you only get a max of forty-five percent. And it was a damn hard, fun and challenging class. If it weren`t for the ASS!!! And "Little Li", she would have made friends, helped out other students and been able to refuse the assignment. This teacher did let students with ninety percent averages refuse assignments, Alison who could get a 99% average in a challenging class only fucking had, no shit, 89%, and he told her. The rule is the rule, 90%, so she was stuck. She had to do the assignment. Or she would lose her average and her parents might drag her home.
Her parents told her. Do bad over the summer and we want you to drop the classes, come home and rest. So she was stuck.
