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  “Guest, stay back after class for me, would you?” ms scavo said.

you froze.

stay back? for what?

you nodded, then went back to classwork. the bell rang and students scurried out of class to get home.

you, however, were stuck with ms scavo. a stupidly sexy teacher with short pencil skirts, messy hair and a smile that made you insides go wild.

“yes ms scavo…?” you asked softly, going up to her desk. she looked up with those bright blue-green eyes that glistened under the bright lights of the classroom.

“you know why i called you here?” ms scavo drawled, standing up to match your height. you shook your head.

“i received a text” she started, “an erotic one, actually. from you.” ms scavo said.

you froze, “what? i didn’t send anything…”

“march 19th.” ms scavo stated.

you were drunk that day… really drunk. you blushed hard when you realised.*