Offer nothing

"Uh... no sir, I'm fine, I'll pass," you say.

"OK," Mr Loubet sighs. "Well I'll just... get out of here and we'll never speak of this again."

"Yeah, perfect," you nod.

With that, your teacher quickly heads off out the room. You hurry to get changed back into your normal clothes, your cheeks crimson. Back in your normal uniform, you decide just to get back to work, ignoring your blue balls.

The washing machine soon clicks finished and you load what you can into the drier, turning it on. You then load more clothes into the washing machine and start it, before waiting. Eventually the dryer finishes and you take out the clothes and begin folding them. You soon find yourself walling into a cycle of moving clothes to the washing machine, folding clothes, moving to the dryer, folding more clothes and finally removing it from the dryer. You continue to work away at your job, thankful that shameful situation is over.