Your teacher had always had a thing for you. It’s always been blatantly obvious. However you were 16. He was 35. So your relationship with him wouldn’t be right. But that never stopped Mr Smith. He wanted you to no matter what. And to be honest you liked him back. But you couldn’t. But you did. One day he was watching you study. He put his hands on your shoulders. “Very good. You’re my good girl. Right? You’ll do anything for me?”