My Paradise, also known as My Student Zhang Qin

Table of Contents: (I) Student Zhang Qin - Part 1 (II) Student Zhang Qin - Part 2 (III) Young Woman Zhang Huiqin - Part 3 (IV) Tender Female Teacher Tang Lan - Part 4 (V) Open-minded English Teacher - Part 1 (VI) Open-minded English Teacher - Part 2 (I) Student Zhang Qin - Part 1. I am an ordinary teacher in an ordinary middle school. I graduated from university not long ago and don't even have a girlfriend yet. I am currently a high school homeroom teacher, and my students are all 17 or 18 years old. For a teacher, the school is his world, the classroom is his stage, and nurturing students is his responsibility. When I first entered the school, I was full of ideals and wanted to be a qualified teacher, but various disappointments in life changed my view and affected my entire teaching career. High school students nowadays have already developed. The boys are all very tall, and the girls have full breasts. Of course, there are also some who are small and cute. As a teacher, I don't care much about their appearance. I only know how to strictly demand of them, until one day... That day, as usual, I was in the classroom supervising self-study discipline when a little girl named Zhang Qin raised her hand. I went over and saw that she had some academic problems, so I patiently explained them to her. It was very hot, and the classroom fan wasn't working very well, so the students were mostly dressed lightly, often in just one layer. When I finished explaining a problem, I looked up and suddenly realized I could see into Zhang Qin's neckline. I quickly looked away and continued teaching her, then gave her a problem to solve on her own. While she was working on the problem, I tried to tell myself not to think about things I shouldn't, but I couldn't help looking at her. Through her drooping neckline, I saw a patch of snow-white breasts, her small breasts encased in a bra. I straightened up slightly, and instantly her adorable pink nipples came into view. Her breasts were small, and the slightly oversized bra couldn't hide her fair skin; from my angle, I could see everything. Just as I was engrossed in my explanation, Zhang Qin called my name. She had finished, so I quickly snapped out of it and continued explaining. I sensed she hadn't noticed me watching her. From then on, I began to pay attention to this petite and adorable girl. I've never been interested in overly voluptuous or mature women; I've always been drawn to delicate, petite girls. Zhang Qin was exactly that type. Her petite figure was encased in her school uniform, and although she was small, her breasts, like other girls', were full and shapely. When she proudly puffed out her chest, they were noticeably curvaceous. She looked so cute; her hips weren't very full, and she had thin lips and lovely eyes. I found myself liking her more and more, but reason told me I couldn't, because I was her teacher. One evening during self-study, she came to ask me a question. Standing beside me, so close, I could even smell her faint, youthful fragrance. I explained the problem, and she listened intently, slowly moving closer. Suddenly, I had the urge to hug her, but my heart told me that if I did, I would definitely suffer the consequences, so I could only silently restrain myself. I deliberately spoke slowly, keeping her by my side for the entire class, carefully studying her face. When get out of class ended, I had to let her go. I walked her to the office door, watching her departing figure. She was very thin, only about 1.5 meters tall, but she evoked a deep sense of tenderness in me. The next day was Saturday. At noon, I went to check the student dormitories and chatted with the dormitory supervisor. Later, she had to leave, telling me I could check as I pleased. I looked around the dormitories, students greeting me occasionally. As a teacher, it was normal for me to visit the dormitories, including the girls' dorms. Later, I unintentionally saw the student registration form for Saturdays in the duty room: 306, Zhang Qin went home. I don't know why, but seeing her name made my heart race. Then I noticed that all four of her roommates had gone home. Suddenly, my heart pounded even harder, and a bold idea formed in my mind. I couldn't miss this opportunity; I had to act, or I would regret it. I called Zhang Qin to my office and said, "Tomorrow is Sunday. If you're not going home, I'll come to school during the holiday to tutor you." Zhang Qin immediately replied, "Teacher, I was originally going home, but since that's the case, I won't. I can go back next week. When are you coming?" "How about 8 a.m. tomorrow? We can meet in the classroom." "Okay," she said excitedly. For safety, I pressed her, "Are you the only one in your dorm not going home?" "Yes," she replied happily and left. I watched her departing figure, secretly pleased. In the afternoon, I had no classes and pretended to have something to do, so I went to the student dormitory. The dormitory manager, used to my presence, assumed I was there to check the dorms again and let me in alone. While she wasn't looking, I put sleeping pills in her thermos, because she was going to check the dorms that night, so I needed her to get some sleep. Then I went to room 306, put sleeping pills in Zhang Qin's water cup, poured in water, and watched the pills dissolve, a feeling of pleasure welling up inside me. Then I hurriedly left the dormitory, waiting for night to fall. At 9:30 PM, it was time for the student dormitories to close, and the dorm supervisors usually checked the rooms. I easily entered the girls' dormitory and hid under the rarely used stairs on the west side. At 10 PM, the lights went out, and my heart pounded. I was about to carry out my plan. I felt guilty; I knew it was illegal, and if people found out, I would never be able to continue teaching. But I was still incredibly excited. Perhaps everyone has criminal thoughts. The intense novelty was stimulating me, and my palms were sweaty. But I knew I was about to get the girl of my dreams. At 10:30 PM, I quietly approached the supervisor's door. I listened for a while, but there was no sound; they were probably asleep. It seemed the sleeping pills were working. I carefully went up to the third floor, but heard voices. It turned out some girls were still awake, chatting. To avoid making noise later, I went back to the stairs and waited for over an hour. At midnight, it was deep into the night, with only the chirping of crickets; it was very quiet. I...

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