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The Foreign Student

... thought was that they were delivering a parcel. But as I got out of my car, the person took off their helmet. It was Ellie, she looked absolutely stunning. I don’t really know anything about Ellie, apart from what I knew from her at school. But as I looked on, she was in skin tight leathers and as I have said she at school is a very pretty girl. But now out of school and a little make-up, she looked as if she was ready to model biker’s clothing. The bike behind her was huge; I would never in a million years put her as a biker girl. At school she seemed like a girl that would go around on a push bike. I got out of my car, walked up to her and said, “I’m so sorry Ellie, I was out shopping and forgot what the time was.” I was only twelve minutes late but to me as a teacher time keeping was crucial. I said, “I hope you haven’t been waiting here too long?” She had her helmet under her arm, she flicked her head from side to side which threw her long blond hair behind her and she said, “Mr James you is here, is good.” I felt a bit uncomfortable her calling me Mr James outside of school, so I asked, “Ellie, please call me Jet, we’re not in school now.” She had the most wonderful smile and she said, “Oh, you is Jat? Your name is Jat.” I corrected her and said, “Not Jat, Jet, J E T, Jet.” She laughed and said giggling, “J E T, Oh Jet, like rocket you is a Jet.” I had to smile at that, she seemed to be a funny girl. But was also smart, I knew from her maths papers and also in other ...

... subjects too, we teachers do talk to each other about our star pupils during our tea breaks. I was in a state of wonder of Ellie; she had it all, young, bright…very bright, a sheer beauty and sense of humour to boot. If only I were… well younger maybe, a bit more hair maybe, a bit taller maybe and well…That’s enough maybe’s for now. I grabbed my shopping bags and said, “Please come in, this way.” We both went in through to the lounge and I said, “Please sit down, can I offer you a drink, tea, coffee a soda?” She placed her helmet besides the door and said, “Coffee I like, is okay to take off.” She tugged at her leather boots. I said, “Please, get comfortable.” I went into the kitchen and put the kettle on. I shouted out to Ellie, “How do you take your coffee, any sugar or milk?” I turned towards the kitchen door and I could see through the open doors, the hallway in-between and then into the lounge where Ellie I noticed was taking her boots off, she shouted out, “Is black for me.” I made our drinks and took them through into the lounge. And with the site in front of me I nearly dropped the mugs and had a mini heart attack. I thought she was only going to take her boots off, but she had taken off her leathers as well. There stood Ellie, like a Willow tree, tall and willowy, bear feet, amazingly long legs, she had on a pair of pink cotton hot pants and a blue crop top and her boobs stuck out, she did have a big pair. Her long blond hair flowed behind her and a smile that could melt ...