“Should I touch you now or after I explain to u?” He places his hand on her thigh, his breath hot against her skin. Their eyes meet. He bends down to capture her lips in a kiss that is quiet at first, then turns into a deep one. Their hearts intertwined together beat like a drumbeat. Her touch has become an addiction to his lips... her lips are like wine to him, who was drunk and afflicted, then said, “Just because I am ur teacher does not mean that I cannot take you on a tour of my office.”