"Wait, so... you're serious? I really have to...?" Abbie's look to me was pleading, to her social studies teacher, revulsed.

"To let her teach you, yes. Is there a problem?"

"You mean, other than her being my teacher and me not being gay?"

"Are you my fantasy slut, or are you just here to get yourself off?"

"Hey, don't be like that, Mr. C. You know I'm your T&A sex object. Such a fucking hoe."

"Oh my god, I can't believe you're letting him do this to you," grumbled Taylor.

"Do what? Not like Mr. Canon would do anything inappropriate," retorted Abbie hotly. "We're lucky to have him, you ungrateful...