Miss Burkle

Even though Willow had told you that the woman was fresh out of university, you were surprised at how young she looked.

"Hi, Miss Burke, I'm Willow and this..."

"Willow Rosenberg? The one who has been teaching the class?" Miss Burkle asked.

"Uh, yeah," Willow said nervously.

"Oh, you don't have to be so formal with me. I am just Fred," she said. "I read over what you've done and its amazing. We're practically colleagues."

You could tell this was causing a break for Willow. On one hand she was excited by being recognized, but terrified at the idea of dropping formality. You step in to give your friend a moment to breath, "Hi, I'm Xander."

{if Temp = 1}She took a moment to stare at your chin. Did you still have Willow's juices on your face? Wait, had that really happened? It took all of your willpower not to raise your hand and check your face.

{elseif Temp = 2}As she appraised you, she sniffed the air and you realized she was standing were you had jerked off just a short while ago. Wait, had that really happened?

{elseif Temp = 3}She glanced down at your pants. You were still incredibly hard and making a noticeable tent. Obviously, after watching what Willow had done. Wait, had that really happened?

{elseif Temp = 4}She looked around the room. "Everything seems to be very well set up, thank you."

"Oh, it was no problem," you reply.

She steps forward and gives you a hug. Well, that was unexpected.

{endif}

{if Temp < 4}She tentatively reaches out a hand, "Miss Burkle, nice to meet you."

You shake her hand in response, "Xander."

{endif}

"Uh, Xander, didn't you have other stuff to do today," Willow says. "I'd like to go over these new computer specs with Miss...Fred."

Willow clearly was trying to give you an out, but you actually did have other things to do today so it wasn't a problem. "Right, I'll catch you later. Have fun you two."