Doe

Doe oofs as you knock the air out of her, the two of you struggling not to fall into each other. “Sorry, I wasn’t watching where I was going.”

“Just be more careful next time…” Doe softly demands as she runs around you and into Dr. Balkin’s classroom. Within seconds the two of them come out together. Dr. Balkin catches your eye and winks at you as she places an arm around Doe’s waist. While Doe seems a bit uncomfortable with the gesture, she doesn’t pull away. And since you couldn’t see Doe’s face, you’re not sure how the prefect felt about the teacher’s public display of familiarity and intimacy.

Feeling even more perplexed, you find yourself daydreaming in your other classes, wondering exactly what is going on with Dr. Balkin and Doe…all you know is that there is something strange going on here.

Finally…the day of dread arrives – Wednesday. Dr. Balkin made a special effort to remind you of her class that night…and the fact that she wore a tight black skirt and matching stockings didn’t help your trepidation…

You look at the clock. 8:30pm. Time to decide.