Chapter 1445
"Well, they are pretty nice," Kimberly observed. Trudy had purchased a foreign brand, and even with a 50% discount, the boots would still cost over two thousand dollars. Kimberly could never bring herself to spend that much on a pair of boots. It just showed how advanced young people's spending habits had become, leaving her feeling out of touch.
"Honestly, Ms. Rivera, your legs are long and straight—boots without stockings would look amazing on you," Trudy teased with a cheeky smile. "I think you have the most perfect legs in Sunset Valley High School. You could totally win a leg competition."
"Oh, come on, I'm getting old. I can't compete with you young folks," Kimberly shook her head. In reality, she was only a few years older than Trudy, but after working for several years, she felt much older, losing the naivety and sharpness of a recent graduate. Real life tends to file down most people's rough edges.
"Ms. Rivera, you don't look old at all. If we went out, people would definitely think you're younger than me." Trudy looked enviously at Kimberly's smooth skin. "Your skin is amazing, way better than mine. Seriously, isn't it said that frequent sex is good for the skin? Why doesn't it work for me even though I do it every day? Is it because it has to be internal? I heard that men's semen is good for the skin. Does it not work if you use a condom?"
"Trudy, lower your voice, there are people around," Kimberly shot Trudy a look. Trudy really had no filter and dared to say anything.
But Trudy was onto something. A harmonious sex life does promote estrogen secretion in women, enhances ovarian function, regulates menstrual cycles, and relaxes the body and mind. The higher the quality of sex, the more beneficial it is to the body. Kimberly had experienced this herself.
There was a period when she was in a cold war with her husband and hadn't had sex for a long time. She felt her menstrual cycle become irregular, her skin turned dull, and she started getting pimples. Later, after having sex with Kevin twice, she felt rejuvenated all over, more effectively than any beauty salon treatment. Of course, Kevin had ejaculated inside her both times, and she took birth control pills afterward.
Recently, she hadn't intercourse with Kevin again. Her husband was mostly in West Stream Town and rarely came back. Kimberly felt her previous problems resurfacing. But she couldn't always rely on having sex with Kevin to solve these issues. It felt like she was using Kevin as a quick fix.
"What are you afraid of? We're all women here. If anyone's interested, we can chat about it together." Trudy deliberately raised her voice, and soon a few other female teachers joined in. They enthusiastically discussed everything from the duration of sex to positions, more engaged than in class. Two male teachers couldn't stand it and quietly picked up their lesson plans and left the room.
How did these women get so candid? Kimberly was speechless. Although teachers generally had open minds and were more accepting of new ideas, she was different. Apart from her somewhat unusual sex life with Kevin, she rarely made any shocking statements and didn't follow fashion trends.
There were five minutes left until the second period, and the female teachers left the office one by one, leaving only Kimberly and Trudy. Trudy suddenly took out a folded piece of paper and walked over to Kimberly, saying mysteriously, "Ms. Rivera, let me show you something." Kimberly opened it and couldn't help but laugh. It was a love letter, neatly written and well-composed, clearly showing effort. She smiled and said, "It's well written. How did it end up in your hands? Did you confiscate it during class?"
"What? Didn't you see the beginning? It's addressed to me," Trudy said proudly.
Kimberly looked more carefully at the beginning and indeed saw that the letter was written by a boy to Trudy. She frowned and asked, "What are you going to do about it?"
"I don't know. I've never encountered this before," Trudy admitted. "Ms. Rivera, what do you think I should do?" Kimberly hesitated. Typically, such letters should be handed over to the homeroom teacher. But doing so might hurt the boy and make him lose trust in Trudy, possibly affecting his academic performance. After a moment of thought, she said, "You should find an opportunity to talk to him. Be clear and firm. Don’t give him any false hopes. Kids nowadays mature early. If you're not firm, he might push your boundaries."
"Ms. Rivera, you seem very experienced. Did you receive love letters from boys before?" Trudy asked with a cheeky smile, "How many did you reject?"
"I'm not as popular with students as you are," Kimberly replied, but thinking about her relationship with Kevin made her feel uncomfortable. Her ears turned a bit red. Kevin hadn't written her love letters, but he had done more outrageous and bold things. A thick, hard penis was much harder to resist than a simple love letter.
As they were chatting, the office door suddenly opened, and the office director, Rick Reed, appeared with a grin. "Hey, what a coincidence. It's always you two. My computer is broken again. Trudy, can you help me fix it?"
"Mr. Reed, I really don't know much about computers. You should ask someone else," Trudy refused without hesitation. She might feel flattered by a boy’s confession, but she had no patience for harassment from an oily old man.
"Trudy, I have to criticize your work attitude. You can learn if you don't know. When you first came, you didn't know anything, and I arranged for you to substitute teach." Rick's face darkened. "If you keep this attitude, I'll have to reconsider your work arrangement. Our office doesn't keep idle people."
"Mr. Reed, I didn't mean that." Trudy, being young, was flustered by Rick's threat. But she didn't want to go to Rick's office, so she looked at Kimberly for help.
Kimberly felt a pang of helplessness. She stood up and said calmly, "Mr. Reed, I'll take a look for you. Trudy needs to prepare for her class." She walked out of the office under Trudy's grateful gaze.
"Ms. Rivera, you look great recently," Rick commented, his gaze lingering on her chest with a sleazy smile. "Your skin is looking better and better. What skincare products are you using?"
"Nothing special." Kimberly felt a surge of disgust at Rick's lingering stare. Last time, she had splashed water on him, which had kept him at bay for a while. Now he was targeting Trudy, and she felt the need to protect the young teacher.
But she really didn't want to go to Rick's creepy office. She didn't know what he did in there, but it always had a strange smell that made her nauseous. However, if she didn't go, Trudy would have to deal with him. Rick was the office director and had some power. As they reached Rick's door, he opened it and said with a grin, "Ms. Rivera, please come in."
Kimberly looked at the dark doorway and shivered. She didn't want to go in, fearing he might try something disgusting again. But if she didn't go in, he'd probably bully Trudy. It was broad daylight, so he probably wouldn't dare go too far.
Just as she reluctantly stepped forward, a familiar voice called out, "Hello, Ms. Rivera."
Kimberly turned around and saw Kevin. She frowned and said, "Kevin, what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be in class?"
"Oh, Ms. Johnson forgot to take the graded essays. She asked me to get them from her office." Kevin glanced at Rick, seeing his eyes still fixed on Kimberly, and cursed inwardly. This old creep was a real scumbag.
There were already rumors among the students that Rick was a creep who often harassed female teachers and paid special attention to pretty girls during class, often taking the opportunity to touch them, scaring several girls to tears. It seemed he was now targeting Kimberly. Kevin quickly said, "Ms. Rivera, where are you going?"
"Oh, Mr. Reed's computer has a problem. He asked me to help," Kimberly said casually, noticing Kevin winking at her, and suddenly had an idea, "Actually, I'm not very good with computers. Kevin, do you know how to fix them?"
"Of course, I do. We have computer classes at school, and I always get the highest grades," Kevin said proudly. "I can fix most problems."
"That's great." Kimberly turned to Rick and smiled, "Mr. Reed, let's have Kevin take a look."
"Can a student handle it?" Rick grumbled, unhappy with Kevin's interference. "Don't mess up my computer. It's a new one."
"If Kevin can't do it, I definitely can't," Kimberly said. "If it doesn't work, we can call the maintenance department. I need to prepare for my class."
Rick had no choice but to let Kevin take a look at his computer. It turned out the problem was too many programs installed on the C drive, slowing down the computer.
Kevin cleaned up the C drive, deleted some junk software, and restarted the computer. He said to Rick, "Mr. Reed, don't install programs directly on the C drive. It fills up quickly. I also found some viruses on the D drive and cleaned them up. The computer should be faster now."
"Yeah, it seems faster. Thanks, Kevin." Rick forced a smile. If Kevin hadn't volunteered, he could have had some alone time with Kimberly. He wouldn't have been so polite otherwise.
"You're welcome." Kevin grinned. He had secretly formatted several of Rick's drives, deleting all the files. No wonder the computer was faster.
Kimberly walked out of Rick's office, glanced back at Kevin, and saw his proud expression. She couldn't help but smile brightly, feeling a sense of relief and joy.
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