She was doing that for me, not for her. She felt bad for me and was trying to save me by making my boner go down. I showed her that that wasn't gonna ...ork by staring at her boobs whenever she looked at my eyes. I would time it. When we made eye contact I would look at her eyes for a bit then glance down at her breasts. The rest of our conversation consisted of me acting extremely embarrassed, me purposely trying and failing at cover my cock, her smiling and giggling at me, her failing at. I have one of the best departments in the school, or even in our system. Many enroll here just for that, check the numbers. If you don't think it suitable for me to be here, fire me. Other than that, stay the fuck out of my personal business. Are we clear here?"I thought he might actually have a stroke. He knew he couldn't fire me without good cause, and he didn't have any. The fact that I didn't kowtow to his expectations didn't enter his mind."I'll invoke the morals clause! You'll be out of. A good thing about Paul, he picked up on that little non-verbal cue, and realized he should simply be quiet for a moment.Our six-foot, eight-inch, music-vocal teacher pushed away from his desk, and walked around towards us. He said, “Not to put any additional pressure on you, later today, but I’m bringing my small vocal class into your eighth period music class. When I heard you were playing a song with Lynette on keyboards, I wanted to see and hear how you folks sound. Now, that you are. Atkins looked at us I found it hard believing he wouldn’t. ‘Get out of here!’ Mr. Atkins said, lowering his head and moved out of the way. Jonathan grabbed my hand and practically dragged me past his brother and out the bathroom. ‘Fucking dick,’ he murmured under his breath. ‘It’s not his fault,’ I whispered, trying to calm him, but it wasn’t enough. He walked ahead of me shaking his head as we went back to my locker. I picked up my book bag off the floor and looked at him as he leaned.