“Napoleon has Nazism?” Oh, I can not! Ahaha! - Lisa laughed in response, although she was not amused. - By the way, we defeated Napoleon, if you are not in the know!

- Have you defeated Napoleon? Ahahaha! ... Napoleon was defeated by the Americans! Maybe you also won the Germans? The teacher, but you know nothing!

“You ... you ...” Lisa was so taken aback that she even stopped laughing. - Have you ever learned anything? Or just a teacher for tits paw?

- Lapal. And he studied too, - the Negro smiled brazenly.

The rest fell silent watching their squabbles.

- What did you study? BDSM? Do you even know who Lincoln is?

- Of course. This is the black guy who was the king, and then he was killed by Hitler.

- Eeee ... and who is Hitler, do you think?

- This is such a Yiddie asshole who killed African Americans. You did not learn this?

“So you think Lincoln was killed for being black?” And was Hitler a Jew?

- Of course. Lincoln raised a rebellion against whites. He was a black king. That was his name: Lincoln Luther King. And Hitler was white filth. I think you like him. If you praise Hitler and other Jews, I will tell the director that you are a racist and they will expel you. Therefore it is better to show boobs.

“I don't understand,” said Lisa. - No understand. Say it in Russian.

“If you don’t understand, I’ll tell the director and they will throw you out.”

- And since you cannot speak Russian, I will tell the director, and you will not graduated. I count to three. Time! Two! Three ... that's it!

- Fuck! ... Hitler and uh ... bely shit. I won’t ... show yours ... how it in fucking Russian?

- Does not count! One, two, three ... let's all together! Let's help the poor fellow! I want to...

- And what will we do for it?

- There will be a small gift. Together! ... I ... want ...

- I want to ... show ... show ... your ... Prete ... sexy ... chest! ... - finished the class in unison. - Well! Come on! Give a present !!!

“Please,” said Lisa. - I will not go to the director and will not tell him that you are Very Poor You Know Russian!

In the class rolled indignant hum.

- What do you want? I went to meet you. You know Russian worse than I knew English at the age of three! You are all like little baby! Just a little - cling to daddies! How are you going to live? I must put you for your knowledge of zero! Zero! ... And I don’t bet only because I don’t want to quarrel with you on the first day! ..

“... Understand, my dear,” the director told her after the lesson. - Well, you put him a zero. He will show this zero to daddy. And daddy will think that the performance of his brilliant son in our school has decreased. And give it to another school. And our school - with our Advanced Learning Techniques - will lose 20,000 bucks a year. Ponima? Two people from your class are transferred to another school - the third you fly out. Ponima? Well, that's nice...

- I will tell you in confidence, my dear, - the head teacher whispered to her, taking her aside. - You are the first who managed to make them speak Russian in the first lesson. Moreover, you are the first in the history of the school who managed to do their own thing with them in the first lesson. Do not hang your nose! ..

The hoarse Lisa smiled triumphantly, driving her tears back to the tearful reservoir.

From the first day of adult life, she came out, though crushed, but undefeated.

***

On the second day, the traces of her victory were evident:

- We have trained! With dictionary! - students stuck. - Listen! We! We want! See! Yours Beautiful! Sexy! Chest!..

“Well done,” answered Liza, holding back the laughter that rolled at her. - Only one error: not “yours”, but “yours”. "Your beautiful sexy breasts." Let's get together: Your ... Beautiful ... Sexy ...

- Well? So show! We tried! ..

- Right! And you will be rewarded for it. For this ... I ... you ... - Lisa nudila, glowing intrigue. The class strained his neck. - I ... you ... everyone ... put on 90 points! To all the class! One hundred did not deserve: one mistake ...

The class howled in disappointment.

- It's not fair! We tried our best!..

- Very honest! One mistake! ... In addition, I did not promise you anything. Maybe someone will say that I'm lying? BUT?

Lisa looked at the class. Faces puffed at her were staring at her.

- That's great. Let's talk now about ... about ...

- About your nipples! - shouted all the same Negro. His name was Travis. - They are also big?

“But andrstand,” said Lisa. - Speak Russian.

- Fak! ..

- In Russian there is no such word.

- Oh, puffs! ... Your ... your ...

- Yours. Not yours, but yours. I have two of them.

- OK. Your ... oh, how sey it in rashn? ..

- You have dictionaries.

Heads dived into the gadgets.

- Nipples! - shouted one of the heads.

- OK. Your ... sosky ... they have a lot, right?

- Ahaha! Snapped Lisa.

- Why are you laughing?

- You just said “you have a lot of nipples”. Or "your nipples eat a lot."

The class bellowed. Travis, puzzled, scratching his curly head ...

After the lesson he approached her:

- What are you, frigid?

— ?

- All the previous teachers for a couple of days were already mine. What's the matter? I do not excite you?

— ?

- Or do you think that you are the most beautiful and sexy of all here?

- Eeee ... - coughing, Lisa found the gift of speech. “I didn't say that, right?” These are your words. I wonder why you said them?

- What?

- That I am the most beautiful and sexy.

- Well ... uh ...

Leaving him in the hallway, Lisa entered the staff room, slamming the door under his nose, and collapsed onto the sofa with a bag.

When she came out, Travis was still standing by the door.

- What do you need? - He asked her.

- To me? - Lisa choked. - What do I need? ..

- Yes, to you. What do you need to give yourself a fuck?

- Well ... uh ... Let's talk later, now for a lesson.

- Good.

During the lesson, the students finally with Lizina asked about her nipples. Trying not to laugh and not blush (the second turned out to be so-so), Lisa replied that they were not big and not small, but medium. Ordinary, like all teachers.

- Do you shave your pussy? Itself, or go to the salon? Does it excites you? - showered new questions.

- So! Only-only Russian! Let's go first! ..

Grunting from excitement, students of an elite school under the direction of Liza asked her these questions in competent Russian, using the words "Loboke" and "Uagina."

- And now I will answer you in English, and you will translate my answers into Russian. So, I shave my pussy ...

Classes flew by like a breeze. After the lesson, Travis was waiting for her.

- So what?

- I'm sorry, what"?

- You promised to tell me that you need you to give yourself a fuck.

- Oh, that ... Well ...

Lisa hesitated.

- You understand ... Of course, every person has a chance for my sympathy ... But I have very peculiar requirements ...

- So what do you want ?!

- Well ... First, I need this guy to speak Russian fluently. Nice. Secondly ... secondly, I need him to know the story well. So as not to confuse Hitler with Napoleon, and Lincoln with Martin Luther King. So that he could support the conversation on a historical topic, or about literature, about art ... In Russian, of course.

- You're a racist! Shouted Travis. - You're kidding me because I'm black.

- What are you, - Lisa smiled angelicly. - These requirements are the same to blacks, to white, and to green in a speck ... You, of course, can complain to me that I am a racist, but then you just never get from me what you want.

Leaving Travis to sparkle with bulging squirrels, she went home.

Only on the way did she realize that today no one pawed her.

***

The next day, she was met by a barrage of questions:

- Lisa! Tell us what you need to please you!

- Travis ... Read more →