Her teaching job

It wasn't easy being a teacher when I'm only a handful of years older than most of my students. I groaned and got in my car, driving to the school. It took me until I was halfway to the campus that I had completely forgot to grab a bra. I swore under my breath knowing that eventually the spector would somehow make my nipples peek out through my blouse.

I wasn't too late and I walked into my class and calmed down my students. They weren't too wild seeing as it was first period art. Most of my students were more academicly centered and they didn't cause much trouble aside from just getting off topic and talking amongst each other.

The majority of the lessons consisted of pulling an image from a computer file for the students to be inspired by and draw something similar, so thankfully I didn't have to walk around much aside from checking on the students' progress. What could go wrong?