Full Reviews: SLUT MOVIES had been widowed for fifteen years. Sadly enough, his wife had been killed in an automobile accident leaving Chris with a six year old daughter named Abby, who was now attending college in Wisconsin. He had never remarried, but it was rumored he had dated here and there. He was an exceptional teacher and was extremely intelligent. Students and their parents had always respected him and he was known to have high expectations.
"God, he is so hot," Lynn whispered as he walked down the hall and into the science lab. "He's the hottest forty-eight year old I've ever seen."
"Tell me about it," I echoed.
He wasn't terribly tall, but he had a large presence and I could already tell he was probably a true introvert. His rapport with the other fellows was warm and friendly. Grace and Lynn both had told me that he and Steve Falsworth were friends outside of school and were pretty close. It was evident in their dealings with each other. His hair was dark brown with just the slightest smattering of gray here and there. It looked soft and silky, and wasn't cut short to his head as most men do. His skin was swarthy and added to his rugged charm. With deep slate blue eyes and an aquiline nose, he made the butterflies flutter in my stomach every time he talked to me.