I drop my water and fruit, yet I'm frozen by this man. His hand on my mouth silences me before I can make a sound and he pulls me by my head, sweeping...my legs out from under me, pushing me down to the ground.His eyes gleam excitedly as he leans in close to my face showing me the sharp knife in his hand and saying "It's just Scott, you know me... The one you're too fucking good for. I really do wanna be friends... But if you make even the littlest peep, I'll fucking kill you. I've killed bitches. Philips was sitting at her desk. Texting. I did a double take as I watched her type something into the keyboard, only to have my phone go off a second later. I began to panic. Was I sexting with my teacher?! What the hell was wrong with me? No, I'm not sure its her yet, it could be a coincidence. But it all fits! Thoughts raced through my head, I had to be sure. I pulled up the school's website and clicked the "Staff" icon, sifting through the photos. I stopped when I found my chemistry. “No Tom, Joe has had too much brandy. He can’t even raise a smile.” “What! He must be mad. If I was his age I’d be banging a little hottie like you all night.” “Yeah well, I was really in the mood for it as well tonight, so it’s his loss.” Our eyes meet and there is a moment of realisation. We both want the same thing. I know he fancies me, he has been eyeing me up all night. If I’m honest I am attracted to him too, I’ve always liked older men, and his penis looks nice and thick. I haven’t had. You feel strongand confident? You should. I'm twice your size and that was anexcellent punch. Come on, let's have a beer and watch naked sweaty menget covered in oil and wrestle."We had a beer, it felt so vulgar drinking out of a can but I guess I hadto try and at least pretend to be in character. I learned to quaff,which is like drinking but less of it goes in your mouth. By the thirdbeer I felt more relaxed and at ease with myself. That was when heturned on the screen and it showed two.