NOTE: All characters are eighteen years of age or older.
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She walked into the lab, dressed in high heel boots and a white overcoat. Her long brown hair was held up with a pencil and she was wearing glasses. She walked over to her desk, picked up a dry-erase pen then turned to the dry-erase board, and wrote her name.
"Class, you can call me Mrs. Roberts."
As she spoke, I felt her eyes staring at me. She moved from behind her desk and sat on top of it, facing the class with her legs crossed, unbuttoned her lab coat and we saw her black, knee length, pencil skirt. I felt myself losing control. 'This is wrong! She's my tutor but she's so hot!' I thought to myself as I must have gone into a day dream.
"Erin, you need to stay behind after class to see me," was all I heard.
The bell rang and everyone left, leaving only Mrs. Roberts and me in the room. I didn't realise she had locked the door behind the last person. Mrs. Roberts walked over to her desk and sat on it, again, with her legs crossed and placed her hands on either side of the desk, looking straight at me.
"Come here!"
I obeyed her and slowly moved from behind my table. My heart raced with every step as I moved toward her and sat on the desk where my work book had been placed. I heard Mrs. Roberts slip off of her desk and walk over to me. She stood behind me, breathing on the back of my neck as she leaned forward and placed her hands, either side of me, on the desk.
"Erin, it drives me crazy when you look at me in that way," she whispered.
I could barely think! My breathing was shallow and fast, anticipating what was going to happen next.
"Erin, you have to follow all of my rules and I always get what I want!"
Before I knew it, the words slipped out of my mouth.