Got it Bad, Got it Bad, Got it Bad....
|Oooh teacher barbie, you so naughty|
When I first started teaching, back in the 90's, my mom got me a teacher barbie with a talking blackboard for Christmas, as a kind of joke gift. For shits and giggles, I did a search on eBay to see how much that was worth, as I have never taken it out of the box.
I don't think I would feel comfortable even selling my poor pantie-less barbie to some creeper.
OK, I am going go tear my closet apart now and do an undie check on my doll.