Get the teacher

Scott steps out of his car, the sun beating down on his shoulders as he heads towards the school. His eyes dart around, searching for the teacher he's been tasked to collect for his boss' collection. He strides into the school building, immediately greeted by the sound of chatter and laughter from students. Making his way through the bustling hallways, he finds himself in front of the principal's office. Standing behind the reception desk is a young Latina woman, her hair cascading in glossy waves over her shoulders.

Scott clears his throat and puts on his most charming smile. "I have a meeting with Farrah Bakir," he says smoothly. "Which classroom is hers?"

The woman narrows her eyes, clearly not buying his story. But she knows better than to question a white man. She points towards a corridor on the right and says, "Room 118. It's at the end of the hall."

Scott nods in thanks before turning away, his gaze lingering over the woman's curves as he walks down the hallway. He can't help but imagine coming back for her later, adding her to his collection of conquests. But for now, he has a job to do.

As he approaches the designated classroom, Scott hears muffled grunts and moans emanating from within. His heart sinks as he peeks through the crack in the door and sees five men taking turns with Farrah Bakir, who looks disheveled and overwhelmed.

Anger flares up inside him at the thought of someone else getting to her first. But then again, that just makes it more exciting for him. With a sly grin, Scott enters the room and prepares to make his move on the seemingly-claimed teacher.