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Teacher’s Pet


By Dylan Palmer

Copyright 2012

Smashwords Edition







No one beats me at pool.

Just saying. Everyone’s got a skill, and my very best one involves strategically sinking little colored balls in a couple of tight, strategically placed holes. Looking back, I guess you’re kind of asking for trouble when that’s the skill you spend most of your time bragging about.

So it wasn’t exactly rare for me to make a wager on a game, and Tuesday night was no exception. I headed to my favorite bar the second my last class ended, not even bothering to change out of my denim skirt and tank top. Usually I’d wear jeans to avoid any prying eyes as I set up my shots, but I figured on a mid-week night, the bar would be mostly empty.

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