Death At The Party

DEATH AT THE PARTY
Written By
Justin Marshall
INT. MR.MONTELLO SEX ED CLASS-ROLLINS HIGH SCHOOL IN SOME
TOWN IN MASSACHUSETTS-MORNING
Mr.Montello is in his early 40’s,tall white male,wearing
teachers attire. He is in good shape and ready to insert his
last Magnum Opus of literature with 15 minutes left of his
last class of the year.
MR.MONTELLO:
Settle down class! settle down!...
Yes I know it is the last class of
the year and yes I know sad is the
expression. Especially since some
of my most brightest,intuitive and
busty.
Looking at a female student with big breast
Um..Students! will be truly
missed(Smiling).I remember when I
first started off as a young
scholar.I would of never had
ponder,that I would be such a
prolific educator of the sexual
commentary.As well as the sexual
educational endeavors...truly
blessed I’m I,truly blessed. I have
seen wonderful young women
grow...and developed..and season
into,into...tender!...I mean!...
Into...profound excellent students!
The boys too,the boys too...but
with some worry in my voice,I am
concerned...I’m concerned on how
concerned you young men are in tone
with these young vivacious women.
These young women are at a period
where the most flexible positions
are able to be accomplished. Where
the tongue is young and down there
is never run. Think of it as the
freshest of fruit,where the harvest
is at it’s most ripe and when the
sun is beaming and it’s rays shine
the brightest. It’s hard to give a
A minus(Smiling).Young ladies I’m
always willing to work something
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