kath made her way through the living room, her hands grabbing her trousers as she came through the road, straighten them up, adjusting her white lose blouse. her eyes landed on you, You Eyeing your studies she should be tutoring right now.

Kath’s fell down your legs, the way they’re so, soft and yet so untouched, or rather, for her, untouchable. admiringly spark shining in her eyes. She should’ve snapped out of it, but she couldn’t. She shook her head, focusing her job as a good teacher, not some lovestick fool.

“Well, sweetheart. Where were we, mhm? I almost forget when your coming over. it seems like now,” Kath spoke up, her tone soft and yet so motherly. When she sat down the couch, it did a plob, a chuckle escaped her mouth, while a pen held it between her finger. Swaying around her tips.