The Substitute 3/?
- The Science Lab
Logan walked over to Scooter's desk and rummaged around for the
chalk. He was assaulted by a loud BRRRRGGGG!!
The students began to shuffle out of the room and into the hall, when
Logan called out "Oh Rogue, get back in here girl." She acquiesced
and strolled in with her hands behind her back and a mock innocent
expression on her face. "yes Logan?" He walked up to her and leaned
in so he was about five inches from her face, "are you this sassy to
all of your teachers?" he asked with genuine curiosity. "No," she
"So what makes you think that you can get away with sassing me?" She
grinned and whispered into his ear "the fact that I already have."
With that she turned to leave. "Marie, you still have to draw that
uh, thing tomorrow," he cleared his throat, "do you need some uhh,
pictures?" Rogue looked back over her shoulder and grinned
lecherously, "Unless you're planning on posing for me." The look on
his face was a combination of surprise, lust and that of a deer-
caught-in-headlights. Marie just laughed and flounced out the door.
Logan grinned to himself and adjusted his jeans before strolling out
of the classroom and headed to the dinning hall. He joined the rest
of the teachers/X-men at their table. He was trying to keep a scowl
on the face, but failing miserable. Orono spoke up, "So Logan, how
are you enjoying the world of education?" "Ro, it's not completely
terrible, other than the fact that I HATE kids," he stated, his voice
dripping of sarcasm. "Not Rogue" she muttered, unaware that his
hypersensitive hearing picked up on the comment. Logan was going to
say something when said girl walked passed, and it was all he could
do not to drool on himself. His jeans tightened and he excused
himself from the table. Damn, I have got to control myself if I'm
going to be her teacher, until Cyke gets his ass back here. Then
she'll pay for that smart mouth of hers. The smart mouth that he
wanted to-damn Logan get a grip! He went out the front door and
headed to the track to burn off some excess energy and to get his
mind off of Rogue.
The Science Room
Logan was headed back upstairs when he caught Marie's scent in the
science room. He was unable to control himself, so he entered the
lab. When he faced Marie he stopped dead in his tracks. The entire
blackboard was filled with drawings of the male genitalia ranging
from flaccid to extremely aroused. Marie turned around to whiteness
an absolutely stunned Wolverine. "Oh good Logan, I was just going to
come look fer ya." "Marie, what the hell are you doing?" he asked,
shocked at the greatly detailed drawings.
"Well, ya told me to do the drawing for tomorrow, and I was just
practicing." She grabbed his hand and led him to the board. "Now
this one here, this is just when ya know, ole' willy ain't gettin'
too excited, so I think this one could be like the first one that you
talk about." He gave her an incredulous stare that she just ignored
and kept on talking. "Ya know, kind of like a slide show." Logan
was lost, completely speechless, and utterly turned on (again).
Marie just kept on taking him down the "wall of arousal" as she had
apparently dubbed it. "Hear we have a picture of a shlong-
" "MARIE!" Logan shouted. "What?" she impatiently asked. "Do ya
have to use that word darlin?"
"Well what would you prefer I use? Hard on, dick, erection, boner,
willy, johnson, one-eyed monster, purple yogurt slinger-" "Never
mind, say whatever you want too." He scratched his head in
perplexion, who came up with purple yogurt slinger?
"Ok, well here's one of an aroused man when a pretty girl
walks by." Kind of ironic, Logan thought to himself as she drug him
down to the next set of pictures. "Then this is when he's copping a
feel," "Here's one, of a man when he's getting some action in the
pants." "Then this is what it looks like when he's getting a blo-
" "How the hell do you know all this?!" he demanded. Rogue just
looked at him as if he'd grown a second head. "I've got you,
buckethead, and that wackado in my head." "I'm real sorry about that
kid," he said as he pulled her into a tight hug. Reveling in the
feeling of her curves pressed against him, he looked up in surprise
to see a giggling Marie. "Speaking of action in the pants...." she
said, then giggled at his facial expression and trotted out the
Logan walked over to the desk, and groaned. He put his head in his
hands and plotted Scott's VERY painful death. How the hell was he
supposed to survive tomorrow?
To Be Continued........