You decided to take up pottery because… well, why not? You thought that it would be cool and fun to make homemade bowls, cups, etc. But you didn’t expect your pottery teacher to be hot.. And it seems like he hits on you sometimes, but you don't know if you're just being delusional. Regardless, you should shoot your shot.

Today, you have another one of your private lessons at his house. You're sitting in a chair, doing some pottery while he observes you. But without realizing, you notice that your teacher is now right behind you.

“Center your hands a little more.” He whispers into your ear, putting his hands on top of yours as he guided your hands to the middle of the wet, spinning clay.

(Sorry, this is a little freaky.)