Elementary School Teacher? Oh My Hot!
The Palace Above the Clouds

The hand was slowly stretched out. The target is a long soft curly hair like a silk strand that has been stretched out beautifully like a wave in the spring from the continent from which Truddie came. . Truddie's clothes look crumpled. Her hair that was used to the treatment looked weakly powerless.

Its once shiny shine with perfect Bleaching now looks dull without power.

He looks very pathetic. Who can deny destiny.

The cheerful girl who was spoiled like a bird of paradise who was always in the tree with the clapper of leaves now looks like a pigeon with wings swinging warps shot by bullets from the poacher.

The paradise is now disappearing behind his dark dreams.

Sam!

The Hunter who is always ready to slaughter with a powerful pitingan.

Now the dark hand that was the white hand of a long-fingered angel with neatly arranged nails was stroking the head of Truddie who was asleep.

Sam looked at Truddie with an expressionless white face. Down, trying to grab Truddie's head! And kiss the sweet potato of the girl who is now drooping greeted by the arm of Sam who sat approached the poor girl who is now pregnant with Sam's child. There will be a lot of things going on with Sam. Sam is a rhyme of the night born from a dark edge.

Truddie squirms uncomfortably. Waking up with a troubled face!

Disturbed by Sam's movements that squeezed his shoulders slowly.

Truddie looked at the man with her eyes round golden-brown netra.

"Sam! "Say with a witty. When he saw the man looking at him with a dark aura.

"Do you like fruit-flavored series?" Sam asked with a sharp look with his thin red lips that look like a crescent moon at high tide before dawn.

Beautiful lips with a fine keratan reddened wet. Sam was handsome as the Midwife of Heaven descending from the rainbow. When the rain has ended, by bringing new life.

Truddie nodded stiffly. Truddie still feels like her life is a dream.

Believe it and not when you see Sam by his side.

Sam got up, as Truddie's hand restrained his long, slow fingers and squeezed Sam's fingers slowly. Sam looked at Truddie's face and slowly sat back down beside Truddie.

"You miss your teddy bear? "Whisper Sam kelinga Truddie.

Truddie shook his head slowly.

"I want you here with me! Sam! I don't want anything right now, "Reply Truddie. Truddie doesn't think! Why now he likes to whisper like Sam!

Can whispers also be transmitted from our loved ones? Said membathin.

Sam smiled faintly Almost invisible.

Sam grabs Truddie's tiny body and hugs her with certainty.

There was warmth coming out of Sam's body. As Sam's index finger reached for his chin to look up at Sam's face. Sam's reddened lips slowly drew closer to Truddie's pale lips and kissed her softly.

Truddie closed his eyes as if thousands of butterflies were flying over his head. Truddie opened her lips as Sam's lips pulled her lips hard. Truddie flinched with an arrival. Sam changed quickly! From a gentle kiss to a wild one. Grasping and attacking Truddie's lips with anxiety and brutality. The Wild Side of Sam that arises rarely on the surface.

Sam never cared where he was. He just follows his passion naturally. While lifting Truddie's body in his lap and starting to wrap Truddie's body with the fragrance of his body full of wild magnets and hidden romances.

His breathing began to hunt with ******* the wild one that hit Truddie's face. Truddie's clothes begin to open with the arrival of Truddie's own unwitting. Truddie's hand squeezed Sam's black shirt on his back which seemed to be getting tangled by Truddie's tiny, wiggly fingers. Sam couldn't stop. The passionate agile movement turned away from its cold nature. Truddie's entire upper body of milk was opened freely brought by Sam's hot and red lips. And Truddie's lips are now turning red and swollen. And it looks wet. Sam's reddened face moved to the top of Truddie's chest that looked resigned it made a little boy who had been standing in front of the entrance was stunned not understand. The little boy's face looked as cold as Sam's.

Banta aka Barche!

Just silently looked at Sam's familiar face in his mind.

"Don't bite Mama Trud! He'll die Om!" Bharche said with a worried tone. But there was no fear on his face

The boy was worried to see Truddie closing her eyes weakly.

Maybe Banta thought Truddie would die from seeing Sam bite Truddie's chest and neck.

Sam looked slowly like a slow replay.

Staring at Banta who was standing with a baseball short stick held firmly.

"You killed him! "slowly said.

Sam frowned while combing his hair back with his five fingers.

"Oh! I have soiled the sacred eyes of this little boy, "I regrettably slowly.

Sam seems unconcerned about embarrassing events like Truddie's normal-minded assumption. Sam!

In fact, in a relaxed style, he pulled up Bharche's arm and sat her on his lap.

Silence for a moment! It was as if there was a more serious problem on his mind at this moment.

Then he got up from his seat without looking at Truddie.

"Let's go back inside and make a more complicated puzzle! After that we'll learn how to get the body out of that damn net! " Take him slowly while holding the four-year-old child to the room without looking at Truddie who is now busy himself fixing the location of his clothes that have just been hit by a Tornado storm caused by Sam.

"Prophe Paulie! He will be normal in time! "His comfort to himself.

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Cherly appeared in the mouth of the door while nagging a long, wide nag.

The full-looking luggage she carried herself like a strong woman like a household wonder woman full of sweat with and her hair tied up originally seen dangling irregularly.

Barra is busy making a small pond for her son to raise fish! As Banta Malik's request.

Including making a chicken coop in the side yard shook his head staring at his wife who now looks more like a taper-mouthed mother who is full of grumbling and babbling that makes Indra ! The driver who helped Barra gawk at the mascot"Popular Girl" who now wears butut sandals with a three-quarter-sleeved negligee that looks shabby with a faded floral motif.

Not content to talk from a distance. Cherly lowered her waist-tracked shopping basket towards the husband who was silent looking at his wife who now seemed to hit him who stood with his thin white singlet which now looks wet by the sweat on his sturdy body full muscle.

"Look at the Bar! I just brought the Bharchek to the market! You knew?"He said paused with glaring eyes. Breathe in and throw it away violently.

"Where do I know Cher! You haven't said it yet! "Said Barra with her slanted smile with squashed eyes holding in amusement.

"You and Sam have been stalking him with psychopathic lessons! He saw people getting hit by motorcycles! It's full of blood! Your son approached in amazement and said the blood was like strawberry jam! He had also hit a child bigger than him just for having stepped on his foot by accident! Poor kid's nose bled! And he likes to see the blood flowing from the nose of the child he hit!" Cherly said with a hunting breath.

Barra approached Cherly and gently stroked her wife's head. As if to calm Cherly who looks flaky. While Banta Malik is now standing far away approached by the fence while watching the Dog

his mating neighbor on the edge of a lonely road. Be amazed!

Seeing this, Cherly grew hysterical and yelled at her son with anxiety.

"Hi! The bharche! Come inside the house! You really asked mom to hit? " Said with annoyance.

Barra led his wife into the house and called his son in a hand gesture. Noiseless.

How strange! Banta obeyed. Run up to the father and begin to wrestle in his father's burly hands.

"Mr! We will go hunting for the forest in search of the white tiger as Om Sam said! "She said innocently.

Barra just smiled and carried her son to the kitchen. Following Cherly who is still nagging.

"No Events goes hunting! Your father and Om Sam have given you the wrong lesson! Tomorrow I'll take you to a psychiatrist to check on your psyche! I'm afraid to see a kid your age can even act bar in a crowded place!"

Cherly said while putting her groceries into the refrigerator.

"Indra! Take the groceries that are still lying on the side of the road! Fuck up! It's all the same! I was so surprised! Sultan's wife feels like Babu! Heh ! Bharchek's father! Don't you pity to see me serving you and your children by day night! Added to that strange behavior of your son! Hi Sam! Don't just shut up pretending to close your ears! You want that Bharche to look like you? Just throw that Cereal in your face! Just so you know the heat of my life as a result of what you and Barra did to educate that terrible little man!"Decak Cherly is upset.

Sam just smiled thinly tapping the dining table with his right index finger.

Truddie shut her mouth holding back a laugh.

Look at my mother with the mouth of Judes.

Hurry up and he sneaks into Sam's room! Because he knows in a moment he must also be affected.

Truddie feels sorry to see Cherly.

Yap right!

Cherly and she are the same.

The woman of two millionaires but looks like a waiter!