Who actually likes English class?

I watched him so close that I didn't notice Evelyn rolling back and sitting right next to me, but trust me I noticed after a few seconds. I could smell her first. My head shot over and saw her not watching the video, but watching me. Her eyes were searching my face, looking for something. She just stared at me for about 15 seconds and I had to fight with every muscle in my body to not look down her shirt as she stared at me.

Suddenly, she leaned forward and her mouth found mine, locked together there in her office. Her tongue slipped into my mouth and I could feel my eyes rolling into the back of my head as I gave into her slippery tongue in my mouth. She pulled back. Sitting up straight in her chair, she looked like a totally different person; scared, ashamed.

I couldn't even formulate a thought. I was so confused by the speed of what just happened that I sat in the same position that she had kissed me in with my mouth open. Finally my senses jolted back me and I sat back too, staring at her.

"I'm sorry," she said. "That wasn't supposed to happen this way. I shouldn't have done that too you..." Her voice trailed off as she sat there staring down.

"Are you kidding me?!" I practically yelled. "I've been wanting to do that for weeks!" She smiled weakly, almost like she was forcing it out.

"I know you have. And I don't regret kissing you, I just regret that you feel this way for someone like me. I feel like I've abused my power over you."

"No no no no no. You haven't done anything like that! I completely wanted this" I said truthfully. "Besides what do you mean someone like you? A teacher? Because you aren't that much older than me."

"No I don't mean a teacher...." she said quietly again.

"Well then..what?" I said and moved a little closer. She looked up at me and gave me that same searching look. As if defeated, she sighed, stood up and closed the door. I couldn't believe my ears when I heard a zipper being undone and her skirt falling to the floor.