Paul has second thoughts

Paulie looked at the now-satisfied woman as she leaned over the desk towards him, the pink hall pass with her signature in her outstretched hand. He looked to her, to the paper, and back to the beautiful brunette again as she brushed a long lock of tousled hair away from the glowing skin of her face.

"I'm sorry, Miz Jones, but like I said, it's just not right for me to continue to have sex with you. You are married, and my parents would disown me if they found out I was having pre-marital sex, especially with a faculty member of the school they have worked so hard to send me to!" Paul finally responded, backing away slowly from the teacher's desk, seeing a slow burn come across her once radiant features. He didn't want to upset the fiery woman.

"I mean, I..really appreciate you helping me out with my..problem and showing me what a woman likes.." Paul stammered, hoping to temper the Phys. Ed. teacher's anger with his sincere words. "..But I never thought it would lead to this."

Paul turned quickly away, going back to his desk to pick up his backpack. He hoped the lack of screaming or cajoling was a sign that the wanton tutor had accepted his decision. Head down, the tall, lanky lad headed to the classroom door.

He reached for the handle, and felt spandex-covered flesh instead. Paul looked up. Robin Jones was blocking his exit.