Less critical than they might have thought...

"So... what was that?" Asked Kristi, the pair of students before her. The rest of the lesson went without anymore problems, mainly because Jesse stopped using the remote of, what he thought would be fun and pleasure, but turned out to be pain and problems.

"It was nothing, really, Ms. Haynes..." Said the boy, his face showing that there was much more to it than he said. But before he could continue, Kayleigh asked him. "Jesse, can I handle it?"

He was sure she would do it without a hitch, so he nodded, eager to see how she would save them. But instead of reassuring words, he heard something entirely different. "Teach... the thing is... I'm his sex ****." Time stopped for Jesse in this very moment. "What? Why? Why did you have to ruin it? I would have done this much better! Wait... did I leave my stove on..." And many else, sometimes not really appropriate, thoughts were flying through his head.

"So I'm not enough for you?!" This sentence woke Jesse from his dream of useless questions, surprising both him and Kayleigh.

"Wait a second, Teach, not enough? What do you mean?" The female student began another discussion. Now only Jesse felt like he was fucked.

"That is... something you don't need to now, young lady! But how did you go into such a relationship? You're... to young for all that!" Kristi looked like a harsh mother scolding her children for something small, her words didn't fit her looks.

"Says a teacher who always tries her best to look attractive! Like, the amount of make-up on your face today is an entire different level!" So it was turning into a quarrel...

"Wha- I just added slightly more! Besides, when you get to my age, make-up will become your biggest ally!" Jesse knew it was bad, but...