Ms. Rodriguez

"Just clean it in the bathroom and then wear something over it..." you say unhelpfully.

"Ugh, never mind! It was just too much. Don't you ever masturbate now that you have a girlfriend?"

"Um.. not really... you're a great girlfriend."

She didn't expect an answer to that and just laughs. "Don't worry too much; I've got a spare in the back. "There are some tissues in the glove box," she says as she opens the door, steps out of the car, and looks around. Seeing no one, she takes her top off, leaving her in her bra for anyone who passes by to see, and then opens the back door and grabs a bag and takes out a new shirt.

"Do you always stash fresh clothes for emergencies?" you ask as you clean yourself.

"A girl has to be ready for anything!" she exclaims as she slams the doors shut. "Now let's go, or we'll be late."

You can't deny that it did work, and she calmed you down successfully. You hug her and enter the building together, but separate when you both go to different classes. You quickly forget about Ms. Rodriguez as you move from class to class, and by the time you have to meet her, you are totally relaxed. As you wait for your Spanish teacher to come, you talk to your friends about girls, games, and sports. When she finally comes, the lecture unfolds without problems, and when you finally hear the bell, you are glad it's all over. "A big fuss for nothing!"

"Max! Please come and see me in my office!"

You are stunned. "Wow, you fucked up!" "Someone's in trouble!" The boys tease you.

"Um.. miss, I have to be somewhere, I can't ..."

"This is not negotiable, Max! I'll see you there," and with that, she leaves.

"Fuck...FUCK! This can't be happening" You walk like a robot and wait in front of her office...

As you wait outside her office, your thoughts wander towards the worst possible scenarios. What if I get kicked out of school? Can she even do that? What if she calls the cops? Do I go to jail? Fuck, I didn't do anything; it's not my fault she fucks in public. Maybe I should just threaten her; that way I'll be in control... No, that's illegal. Then I'll really go to prison... FUCK!

While you are busy creating and dismantling scenarios you hear her heels on the corridor. She arrives and opens the door. "Come in, Max!" You make your way in, and she closes the door. "Sit down!" You listen and sit in the chair that is in front of her desk. You are nervous as hell, and she can tell.

"You don't have to worry, Max" She removes her blazer and puts it safely on her chair. " You are not in trouble. I've called you here to clarify some things."

"Ok..."

"I want to talk about what you saw a week ago," she tries to explain.

"I didn't see any..."

"Max. It's ok, you're not in trouble." She stops you. "It's normal to be flustered like that."

"I'm not.."

" Noah was the same, poor boy. His girlfriend's friends made fun of him for not satisfying his girlfriend, and his life crumbled; he was even contemplating suicide.."

"What?"

"Yeah, I couldn't believe it either. Girls are so mean these days."

What does that have to do with anything? You look at her like she's crazy.