-Inside the school-
"Um yes, we are looking for a Miss Landers? Do you know where her office is?" Bobby asked the first kid he saw standing and not running to his next class.
"Miss Landers? Yah, she's down the hall, turn left, and the first door on the right. What do you need to talk to her about anyways?" Bobby didn't know what to say to the kid, maybe he didn't know what had happened in his school recently. ~ You're so stupid Robert, he goes to this school. ~ "Wow, you're tall? Are you a cop? I wanna be a cop when I get older,"
"No you don't kid." Bobby left the little boy with that and started to walk down the hall towards the classroom of the poor teacher. "I have this feeling in my gut that she's going to want to talk to us. Oh yah, we walk in and say, 'Hello, Miss Landers? We would like to talk to you about you watching some of your students being stabbed to death.' Oh yah, she's really going to like that.we might as well stab her like her kids were stabbed. That would be a lot nicer." He said to Alex without even stopping.
"Shut up Bobby, we're here. Now be nice," She slapped his arm.
"Ow." Bobby just looked at her and smiled when she was in front of him. Then he moved his head and cracked his neck. Cracking his neck always made him feel a lot better.
"Miss Landers?" Alex asked as she slowly and cautiously walked in the classroom that seemed to be filled with depression and sadness. ~She lost a group of students, what do you think Alex? Is there supposed to be excitement and happiness? You're stupid. ~
"Yes?" As she turned around, she saw Bobby standing there. "Oh.hello," She said while eyeing Bobby. Of course, he found this absolutely hilarious. He just smiled and moved closer to Alex. "What do you want?" Kathy (Landers) said while snapping back from her fantasy of kissing that hunk of love.
"We're here to ask you some questions about the incident that happened here a few days ago," Kathy's hunk of love said as he looked at his notepad.
"Oh.that. Well, haven't you heard enough, ask anybody but me, I can't stand to retell it. I've already had to say it to the press, and now you reporters?"
"Um, I think you're mistaken. We aren't reporters actually, Miss Landers-"
"Oh, YOU can call me, Kathy. I don't mind, or you can find some other name for me if you'd like," At that point she licked her top lip and then licked her top row of teeth which were pearly white and then bit her bottom lip.
"Um, if you don't mind. WE are here just to talk to you about what happened. We're detectives."
"Oh, you do the dirty work? Well if I can help you, I will sugar. 'Cuz I like helping hunks like you."
"Excuse me, but you could be arrested for everything you are saying to him, so I suggest you stop and just answer our God-damn questions and everything will be just fine for you, me and my partner."
"Fine, you talk all you want, as long as he is here."
"Alex, can I talk to you outside?"
"Yes, OF COURSE." Bobby grabbed Alex's arm and pulled her outside the classroom and closed the door, he really didn't want to see her trying to subtly hiking up her skirt a little to make it shorter.
"I think I have something. This is my take on the situation. She's beautiful, okay?"
"Yah, I kinda caught that. Go on."
"The teenager probably had a crush on her and they did something together, but she then told him that she couldn't see him anymore because she fell for someone else. But I need to talk to her alone to find out more info. And it will most likely gross you and me out as well, but I need to tape it. Do you have your recording pen with you, by chance?"
"Yah, here you go. Now go in there and find out as much info as you can." Alex pushed Bobby into the classroom.
As Bobby got into the room, Kathy was sitting on her desk with her skirt really short and her pumps hanging off her feet and her shirt unbuttoned to reveal a bright red push up bra with her breasts falling out. Bobby's mouth just dropped, this was the best thing he'd seen recently, except for Alex, but that was a completely different thing.
"Oh, Miss Landers, you look good," Robert said trying to begin the conversation.
"Thanks, Bobby. You wanna know what I can do to you? Huh? I'll give you a preview." Kathy put her arm around him and grabbed his butt. Bobby sort of jumped from this sudden action.
"Is there anyone I can ask who will clarify that you have skills?"
"Oh yah, ask every male teacher in this school, even the married ones. Never thought an ex-Playboy model would be a teacher. Now would you?"
"Did you ever fuck the principal, Miss Landers?"
"Oh did I ever. Why do you think he's so tired EVERY day after school?" She just laughed and went back to her position on the desk.
"What's his name Kathy? What is your sex-partner's name, I like hearing names."
"Oh you wanna know his name? Okay, I'll tell you sexy. It's Christopher Barshawn. He's a good one, that man, and he's lonely, his wife died about 2 weeks ago, and his son left."
"2 weeks? That seems pretty recent, and he's having sex with you already?"
"Hell yah! The next day at school, I went to go ask him about a student who was failing, and he said he wanted to talk to someone. So I talked to him, and one thing led to another and we were going at it hard on his desk. I could swear, I never heard my name being screamed louder and so many times in my life! It was amazing; I've had sex with plenty of bosses. But not one whose wife of 45 years had died the day before."
"45 years? Wow, that's a lot. How old is he? The principal."
"Oh he's about 70 I guess."
"And how old are you?"
"Oh, I'm about 27 you would say."
"43 years difference? That's a lot, wouldn't you think?"
"Listen sweety. I was a Playboy model, we all had sex with Hugh like every night. This is no different."
"Listen sweetheart, I gotta go. It was nice talking to you. Come by my office soon." Bobby handed her the address of the station.
"Of course, sugar."
As Bobby turned to walk out, she slapped his butt. Bobby finally got out to where Alex was standing. "That woman is sick, seriously sick."
-Back at the station-
"Now what was the student's last name again?" Bobby asked Alex as he sat at his desk, tapping a pencil against his head.
"Johnson," responded Alex as she looked up from her file. Bobby just sat there with his head cocked to the side.
"Well, then my theory just took a wrong turn. We need to find out more information on Mrs. Barnshaw and the mother of Laurence Johnson."
"Uh, ok. Whatever you say Robert. It's your call this time," Alex sorta snickered. Then looked up at him and smiled.
~Damn, she's hott. ~
"Okay, well Bobby, I'm so tired. It was a long night last night and a long day today and I'm exhausted."
"Hey, you're not the one who was trying SOOOO hard to not be seduced by the hottest teacher I've ever seen. Now that is exhausting." Bobby laughed. Alex laughed. They both laughed. Together. Their eyes met.
"Okay, well, I'm sorry you had to go through so much today, but I gotta get home and sleep or else tomorrow will be the roughest day ever." Alex told Bobby as she scrambled to find her purse with her keys in it.
"Yah, okay. Bye Alex. We'll talk tomorrow. Sorry we didn't get to finish our conversation about last night, I'm really sorry."
"Whatever. Goodbye." With that, Alex left the station, got into her car, and drove home to place that seemed more unfamiliar than ever. How could she sleep in a house that was covered in the scent, the presence, the feelings of Robert. Alex just shook her head, sat for a few seconds parked in front of her home, closed/opened her eyes, and opened the door. "I really need to get some sleep."
A/N-sorry it's been so long..omg so many projects.but please R/R
"Um yes, we are looking for a Miss Landers? Do you know where her office is?" Bobby asked the first kid he saw standing and not running to his next class.
"Miss Landers? Yah, she's down the hall, turn left, and the first door on the right. What do you need to talk to her about anyways?" Bobby didn't know what to say to the kid, maybe he didn't know what had happened in his school recently. ~ You're so stupid Robert, he goes to this school. ~ "Wow, you're tall? Are you a cop? I wanna be a cop when I get older,"
"No you don't kid." Bobby left the little boy with that and started to walk down the hall towards the classroom of the poor teacher. "I have this feeling in my gut that she's going to want to talk to us. Oh yah, we walk in and say, 'Hello, Miss Landers? We would like to talk to you about you watching some of your students being stabbed to death.' Oh yah, she's really going to like that.we might as well stab her like her kids were stabbed. That would be a lot nicer." He said to Alex without even stopping.
"Shut up Bobby, we're here. Now be nice," She slapped his arm.
"Ow." Bobby just looked at her and smiled when she was in front of him. Then he moved his head and cracked his neck. Cracking his neck always made him feel a lot better.
"Miss Landers?" Alex asked as she slowly and cautiously walked in the classroom that seemed to be filled with depression and sadness. ~She lost a group of students, what do you think Alex? Is there supposed to be excitement and happiness? You're stupid. ~
"Yes?" As she turned around, she saw Bobby standing there. "Oh.hello," She said while eyeing Bobby. Of course, he found this absolutely hilarious. He just smiled and moved closer to Alex. "What do you want?" Kathy (Landers) said while snapping back from her fantasy of kissing that hunk of love.
"We're here to ask you some questions about the incident that happened here a few days ago," Kathy's hunk of love said as he looked at his notepad.
"Oh.that. Well, haven't you heard enough, ask anybody but me, I can't stand to retell it. I've already had to say it to the press, and now you reporters?"
"Um, I think you're mistaken. We aren't reporters actually, Miss Landers-"
"Oh, YOU can call me, Kathy. I don't mind, or you can find some other name for me if you'd like," At that point she licked her top lip and then licked her top row of teeth which were pearly white and then bit her bottom lip.
"Um, if you don't mind. WE are here just to talk to you about what happened. We're detectives."
"Oh, you do the dirty work? Well if I can help you, I will sugar. 'Cuz I like helping hunks like you."
"Excuse me, but you could be arrested for everything you are saying to him, so I suggest you stop and just answer our God-damn questions and everything will be just fine for you, me and my partner."
"Fine, you talk all you want, as long as he is here."
"Alex, can I talk to you outside?"
"Yes, OF COURSE." Bobby grabbed Alex's arm and pulled her outside the classroom and closed the door, he really didn't want to see her trying to subtly hiking up her skirt a little to make it shorter.
"I think I have something. This is my take on the situation. She's beautiful, okay?"
"Yah, I kinda caught that. Go on."
"The teenager probably had a crush on her and they did something together, but she then told him that she couldn't see him anymore because she fell for someone else. But I need to talk to her alone to find out more info. And it will most likely gross you and me out as well, but I need to tape it. Do you have your recording pen with you, by chance?"
"Yah, here you go. Now go in there and find out as much info as you can." Alex pushed Bobby into the classroom.
As Bobby got into the room, Kathy was sitting on her desk with her skirt really short and her pumps hanging off her feet and her shirt unbuttoned to reveal a bright red push up bra with her breasts falling out. Bobby's mouth just dropped, this was the best thing he'd seen recently, except for Alex, but that was a completely different thing.
"Oh, Miss Landers, you look good," Robert said trying to begin the conversation.
"Thanks, Bobby. You wanna know what I can do to you? Huh? I'll give you a preview." Kathy put her arm around him and grabbed his butt. Bobby sort of jumped from this sudden action.
"Is there anyone I can ask who will clarify that you have skills?"
"Oh yah, ask every male teacher in this school, even the married ones. Never thought an ex-Playboy model would be a teacher. Now would you?"
"Did you ever fuck the principal, Miss Landers?"
"Oh did I ever. Why do you think he's so tired EVERY day after school?" She just laughed and went back to her position on the desk.
"What's his name Kathy? What is your sex-partner's name, I like hearing names."
"Oh you wanna know his name? Okay, I'll tell you sexy. It's Christopher Barshawn. He's a good one, that man, and he's lonely, his wife died about 2 weeks ago, and his son left."
"2 weeks? That seems pretty recent, and he's having sex with you already?"
"Hell yah! The next day at school, I went to go ask him about a student who was failing, and he said he wanted to talk to someone. So I talked to him, and one thing led to another and we were going at it hard on his desk. I could swear, I never heard my name being screamed louder and so many times in my life! It was amazing; I've had sex with plenty of bosses. But not one whose wife of 45 years had died the day before."
"45 years? Wow, that's a lot. How old is he? The principal."
"Oh he's about 70 I guess."
"And how old are you?"
"Oh, I'm about 27 you would say."
"43 years difference? That's a lot, wouldn't you think?"
"Listen sweety. I was a Playboy model, we all had sex with Hugh like every night. This is no different."
"Listen sweetheart, I gotta go. It was nice talking to you. Come by my office soon." Bobby handed her the address of the station.
"Of course, sugar."
As Bobby turned to walk out, she slapped his butt. Bobby finally got out to where Alex was standing. "That woman is sick, seriously sick."
-Back at the station-
"Now what was the student's last name again?" Bobby asked Alex as he sat at his desk, tapping a pencil against his head.
"Johnson," responded Alex as she looked up from her file. Bobby just sat there with his head cocked to the side.
"Well, then my theory just took a wrong turn. We need to find out more information on Mrs. Barnshaw and the mother of Laurence Johnson."
"Uh, ok. Whatever you say Robert. It's your call this time," Alex sorta snickered. Then looked up at him and smiled.
~Damn, she's hott. ~
"Okay, well Bobby, I'm so tired. It was a long night last night and a long day today and I'm exhausted."
"Hey, you're not the one who was trying SOOOO hard to not be seduced by the hottest teacher I've ever seen. Now that is exhausting." Bobby laughed. Alex laughed. They both laughed. Together. Their eyes met.
"Okay, well, I'm sorry you had to go through so much today, but I gotta get home and sleep or else tomorrow will be the roughest day ever." Alex told Bobby as she scrambled to find her purse with her keys in it.
"Yah, okay. Bye Alex. We'll talk tomorrow. Sorry we didn't get to finish our conversation about last night, I'm really sorry."
"Whatever. Goodbye." With that, Alex left the station, got into her car, and drove home to place that seemed more unfamiliar than ever. How could she sleep in a house that was covered in the scent, the presence, the feelings of Robert. Alex just shook her head, sat for a few seconds parked in front of her home, closed/opened her eyes, and opened the door. "I really need to get some sleep."
A/N-sorry it's been so long..omg so many projects.but please R/R
