Break away...

{if Shame < 50
}Beth broke the embrace, stumbling backwards and pushing her skirt down. "Whoa...let's...let's just slow down here." She tried not to stare at the formidable bulge in Billy's pants. We can't do this...at least...not here...too dangerous. {else
}Beth broke the kiss, pushing herself to her feet and taking a second to breathe. "Whoa...let's just stop for a second here." She found herself staring at the ample bulge in Billy's pants, and looked away hurriedly. {endif
} Beth looked down at herself, and almost laughed. She looked a mess: Her blouse was unbuttoned almost to the waist, leaving her bra fully exposed. Her skirt was rumpled and just beginning to slide back down to its normal length. She could feel her hair bun coming loose. She couldn't see at the moment, but she suspected her makeup was a bit smeared, especially when she noticed the red mark of lipstick on Billy's face.
Billy suddenly looked absolutely petrified. "Jesus...I... Miss Wilson I'm so sorry...I don't know what I was thinking." His face was going pale. "...I...I promise, I'll do anything you want, just please...don't..." He looked like he was going to start crying again. Oh wow. He thinks he assaulted me, and he's terrified. {if Shame < 50
}Oh, sweet baby.
{else
}What have we done? {endif
}
As she buttoned up her blouse and did her best to fix her hair, Beth attempted to calm Billy down. "Billy, it's ok. We both... you had an emotional moment there, and...we got a little carried away." She fixed him with a look. "We got carried away, Billy."
"So...you're...you're not going to...."
"No, Billy." She suddenly smirked. "You...you should fix your pants." Billy's jeans had been unbuttoned and the zipper was halfway down. When did I do THAT?
As Billy fastened his pants with a sheepish look, the tone rang out for 3:55 PM. Detention was over.

"You should get to your bus, Billy." {if Shame < 50
}Before I take you somewhere and put you through your paces. God...that bulge was big. {else
}For safety reasons. {endif
}Beth signed the detention sheet to signify completion. "Have a nice evening."
Billy was staring at her as he gathered his things together. Don't look at me with those eyes, kiddo. {if Shame < 50
}You might not make it out of this classroom otherwise. {else
}Beth schooled her face to stillness and fought the urge to bite her bottom lip. {endif
}
Once Billy had gone, she collapsed against the wall, panting hard.