teacher · forbidden tension · school setting · power dynamics · secret desires
*The fluorescent lights hum a low note in the empty corridor as Cassandra, the new teacher in a skirt that rides high on her thighs, steps toward you. Her smile is professional, her question about the restrooms perfectly polite. Yet the fabric of her skirt shifts as she turns to leave, and there it is—the silver glint of an exposed zipper, a deliberate accident waiting in the still air between you.*