“It’s fine Bette really, who wouldn’t want a piece of my ass anyway, I’m hot.” And with that she swaggered into her living room, leaving me with my mug of coffee, over my face, hiding a dropped jaw.

I followed her in, finding her putting books and notes into a bag at her desk. “God she is hot, and that ass, look at it when she bends over in the shorts.” Fuck, my mind was at it again, I needed to get laid, and quick. Ms Kennard had officially got me whupped! “If whuppation could be official” Whuppation isn’t even a word. “Again, snap out of it she’s looking at you!” and more importantly you need to get to school and collect Al!

Okay. “Shit, she’s looking at you.” Shit. Did she ask me something? Crap. “Focus, Bette , FOCUS.” Okay okay. I glanced around to the left and saw her computer, Jennifer Beals was on the screensaver. I laughed.

“What’s so funny Bette?”

“Nothing Miss, you got a thing for Jennifer Beals?”

“Well I don’t think anyone could deny how hot she is, there’s something about her. It’s elegance I think, especially in the L Word.”

“Well she is so much hotter than that Mia Kirshner chick. Weird character eh?”

“Yeah, Jenny, she’s just not fuckable.” Simple but effective Ms K. God she was amazing.

Before I knew, what to say, Ms Kennard, was walking up to me. “Oh god, she’s like one foot away from you, say something cool Porter!” What’s cool?

“Nice coffee by the way.”

Ms K smirked, she totally knew I fancied the pants off her. “I’m glad you like it Bette, I have much more, from where that came from.” She winked before picking up her bag. “Do you want another cup?”

“Uhm, no it’s fine Miss, shouldn’t you start heading if you want to get to school on time?”

“Oh no, Bette, I’m a fast one. I’ll be there before you, if you have to pick Alice up, especially if you’re taking my bags.”

Oh my god, I’m dying, she is so fucking hot! “Why don’t you kiss her?” Fuck no! She’s my teacher, actually now that you mention it, good ol’ mind, I need to find out what she’s actually called. A utility bill, would save me that hassle.