Approach her

Tayla stood outside in the cold, taking out a cigarette and a lighter that she had stored in what looked like her black tights. She lit it up and put it to her lips.

Just to the side, Tayla couldn’t see Mark from where she was. Without any real plan, Mark snuck forward in attempt to approach her.

Suddenly acting natural as if he was just taking a long night walk, Mark came up to the gorgeous young teacher. “I didn’t know you were a smoker,” he asked her calmly.

It took Tayla by surprise, she had to do a double take, “What? What the hell are you doing out here?” she asked him.

“Just had to get away from the campus party tonight for a moment,” he told her, “You’ve always smoked?”

The questioning had brought the attention back on Tayla and her smoking. She took her cigarette away from her lips and looked at it before facing Mark, “No, I haven’t. I’ve actually only taking it up since I’ve started teaching.”

“Got a spare one?” He asked her.

Tayla looked at him for a few seconds before pulling out another spare cigarette that had been sitting her tights and warm skin. Passing it over, she lit it up for him.

“You know I shouldn’t even be speaking to you, you don’t even want to know what I would say to you if I wasn’t a teacher now,” she said, shaking her head, very annoyed about how Mark had cheated on her close friend.

“I know, I know, it was terrible what I did, and won’t ever make an excuse for it,” he responded.

Tayla didn’t respond, instead she took another puff from her cigarette. Watching her reaction, Mark just wanted to change the conversation as quick as he could. “How’s teaching anyway?”

Shrugging her shoulders, she responded this time, “It’s alright, the pay could be better...”

Mark could tell that it was hard to make a conversation with her. When she finished her cigarette, stamping it into the ground with one of her high heels, Mark knew he was about to lose his opportunity.

Quickly panicking as she turned to walk back inside the building, he called out to her, “Can I ask you something??”

Turning her head, Tayla stopped in her spot.

“This is going to sound absolutely ridiculous but I really need a favour.”

“Go on,” Tayla said.

Mark took a deep breath, “Please don’t be offended or anything but is there any chance that I can get a certain clothing item from you. It’s for this charity competition thing,” he lied. Mark had avoided being clear about the fact that he was asking for her panties specifically but knew there would be a follow up question from Tayla.

She stood in the same spot, her mind clearly ticking. “A clothing item? And charity for what?” she eventually asked him.

On the spot, Mark had to quickly think of a response for her. “Yeah for uhh our East Hall charity, it’s for cancer, for the hall tournament. If anyone can get a teacher’s uhh.. underwear... everyone has to donate 10 dollars each. It all adds up.”

He was pretty impressed with the lie he had made up on the fly, but that barely mattered. It all depended on Tayla, could she believe it?

Mark waited anxiously for her response...