"Anthony….Anthony….Will you please wake up the bell rang two minutes ago and I want to get out of class as much as every one else!!" Mrs. Valentino shouted from the behind her desk.
Oops, for the second time this week I had fallen asleep, due to another late night at…oh I don't even remember where I was last night such is the life of a high school senior with only four days of schooling left. "Oh sorry….Mrs. Valentino…I um.. Well, ya know late nights hurts sometimes" I apologetically stated. But as I looked up I realized that Mrs. Valentino wasn't really all that angry at least she didn't look like it. What she looked like was…..wait this is my teacher I'm talking about, Well, she looked like a dog in heat. HOT!! I'd always thought of her as a good looking older lady but what I didn't realize was that her dark brown hair, ample cleavage and nice but made her look pretty dang good to an 18 year old with a hangover. So I got up and started for the door still gazing at her and that odd look but when I got to the door it was locked??
"Ah…..Mrs. V.."
"I locked it…" she sounded funny," I wanted to have a little chat about your late nights, sit"
By now I was totally perplexed and mesmerized but this teacher who by all accounts was turning me on.
"Anthony, I feel bad for you, you still haven't realized what I've been trying since the first time you walked in my class" She gazed at my with a smirk on her face," Now with only five days left I don't know if I can go through with this."
"What..uh…what do you mean?" now this is getting interesting.