---Steven's Gym Teacher---
All characters in this story are 18+
I'm going to put a physical description here in case you need it. But I thought, I'd try something else out. I thought I'd let you decide you own description of the characters and didn't want to distract you but constantly bringing up any descriptions. I appreciate any and all critiques.
The teacher, Sarah Shanon, is forty years old and the student is eighteen. She has dark brown hair, 5'9", fit, and 34C,32,34 measurements. Steven is 6'0" and although a bit shy he has an athletic build with sandy hair.
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He peered into the door's window hoping that he wouldn't see her. But there she was typing away at her computer. He knocked but she didn't turn around. Realizing that he must have knocked too quietly, he did it again. But given the volume he worried that he knocked to loudly this time. But she turned around this time and motioned him to come in before returning to her computer to type.
"What is it now, Steven?" she asked.
"I wanted to ask if I could abstain from gym class, again." he said.
Although she stopped typing, she didn't say anything for a while. Steven this is the third time you've asked to be excused from Gym," Mrs.Shannon replied and she gave him a stern look.
"I know," he said, eyes downcast now.
"I really can't see a reason why you can't partake." He didn't reply. "Look, a lot of people don't like Gym, but you have to do a lot of things you don't like in life,'' she said. So I expect to see you in gym clothes the next time I see you!" she yelled.
"I can't," he simply said.
"And why the fuck not!" she demanded.
"Well, they just don't fit, ma'am." he replied.
"What do you mean they don't fit?!" she said annoyed.
"Well, the shorts show a certain part of me I'm not comfortable with," he said.
"Just wear longer shorts or a longer shirt," she quickly replied.
"Longer shorts, won't change anything." He said.
"You're embarrassed about your legs? Stop beating around the bush and get tell me what you mean!" she said upset
"Well, the outline of my penis starts to show in them. Even in the longest pair of shorts I own. And getting an erection would be my biggest fear" He said.
"Is this some kind of joke!" She snarled.
"No ma'am!" He quickly replied.
"I don't think it's really that big. And it's called self control. You don't see any of the other eighteen year olds in our class having that problem," she said.
"But once people see the outline it attracts attention. And then everyone will be staring at it. Including you. And then it'll get even bigger." He said.
She just glared at him. "Okay, Mr.Big Man. Get into your shorts and if it really is as distracting as you say it is, I'll let you abstain from gym class. But if not, you're going to stop all this nonsense. Or I'm going to call your parents and tell them about this nonsense you just tried to pull" she said.
Steven worried. He didn't want to have to show it to his teacher. But he knew she would make the phone call to his parents if she didn't think he was being serious. His parents were really strict Catholics, and would severely punish him for such things.
"You do have your gym clothes with you, don't you?" she asked.
He gulped, "Yes, ma'am they're in my backpack." he replied.