School gloryhole
Hope you enjoy. Tell me how I can improve, and please rate and comment. Thanks, enjoy! ————————————————————————- The bell rang for lunch, finally. Mr Cartwinder’s maths lessons were the worst of them all. I always struggled to pay attention to him as he droned on and on about algebraic equations and matrices and whatnot. It wasn’t like I was a horrible student, I got pretty good marks, it’s just Mr. Cartwinder was so damn boring. And old. He has grey hairs coming out of his ears and nose and it was disgusting. When he inspected students work he always hovered over their shoulder breathing gutturally. I’d noticed he always hung around the girls more than the guys, probably trying to peeve down their shirts, the pervert. I pushed my book and pen into my open …