Introduce yourself.

You decide to take charge by introducing yourself and setting forth your expectations from the start.

"Good morning. I'm Mrs. Lutz." As you turn to write your name on the board behind you, you hear some excited whispering. Turning quickly, you focus on one of the boys who seems the most excited.

"You there," you say, approaching the young man. "What's your name?"

"Seth," says the broad-shouldered, blond-haired athlete. He answers your question, but you notice he is having difficulty making eye contact. You suspect it is less out of fear and more from the fact that your breasts seem to be more interesting to him than anything else at the moment.

"Well, Seth, is there something you wanted to share with the rest of the class?"

"We were just wondering if you were Candy's mom," he said, with an innocent expression that would be more convincing if he wasn't asking about your nympho daughter. Knowing Candy's taste in guys, you are pretty sure that if he knows her, he has REALLY known her.

"Yes, Candy is my daughter. I have three children who have attended here. My sons are Aron and Bryan."

Immediately there are some knowing looks that are passed between students of both sexes, and you guess that all of your children have made themselves known to more than a couple of today's detention class.

For a moment your mind wanders to some of the people you have seen emerge from your children's bedrooms, all looking worn out, but happy. You also think back to the boys' graduation party a year ago and wonder if any of these students were responsible for the plethora of bodily fluids you had to clean out of the carpet and upholstery. If only you had been able to be there that night! You still hear stories about it, and it turns you on every time you imagine all those young, fit bodies rutting in every room of your home!

Shaking yourself back to the present, you remind the students that they are there as a punishment, and there is to be no further talking. They each have assignments to work on, and unless anyone has a question about their assignment, you expect silence.

You return to your desk and realize you still have two students who haven't shown up yet. You run through the list of those who should be present and say, "It appears we are missing a couple of our classmates this morning: Rick and Sadie. Does anyone know where they are?"

A couple of the girls giggle, and one volunteers, "Um, I think they both were feeling a little sick and were going to go to the nurse's office."

Hmmm.... That seems a tad suspicious to you, and you are inclined to go check that out yourself, but at that moment you see one of the boys raise his hand to ask for help with his assignment, and you also notice a note making the rounds, being handed from student to student. This might not be the best time to leave the room.