can't resist...must kiss....Italian teacher...

With her face down next to yours your self control crumbles. You turn to her and brush your lips softly against hers. You feel her stiffen in surprise as you press your lips to hers and kiss her deeply. Her full lips are moist and soft against yours and you feel the warmth of her breath as you kiss her.

She seems to freeze behind you as you kiss her deeply. Unsure of whether she is just shocked or actually enjoying the kiss you continue. Suddenly you feel her step back from you. Her eyes are wide and her mouth hangs slackly open. Your tacher's eyes cast about wildly but the class seems unaware of what just happened.

Mrs. Cabitza blushes and and touches her lips softly before moving walking briskly out the door!

Shit! As reality slaps you hard you glance nervously around, hoping no-one has noticed. Oh no. Jen, the pretty blonde girl who was smiling at you earlier, is turned in her seat. She is staring at you with horrified shock. Blinking slowly Jen turns back and you curse your stupidity.

After what seems to be hours of sitting in silent **** the door opens. Mrs. Cabitza walks slowly back in at the front of the class. She seems a little more composed now but is obviously making a concerted effort not to look at you.

"Okay class. We'll finish early today," her voice is a little shaky as she adresses the class. "You're dismissed."

As the rest of the students get over the pleasant surprise Mrs. Cabitza seaks again.

"Could I talk to you for a second John?"

Your breath catches and you watch in numb terror as the rest of the class streams out the doorway. You watch as Jen rises from her seat and turns to briefly meet your eyes. Her gaze is dissaproving as she drops a folded slip of paper on your desk. Then she has left too. It's just you and Mrs. Cabitza now.

Looking up to the front of the class you see that yourteacher is now sittingbehind her desk, head down. She seems to be reading something. Yu quickly unfold the paper Jen gave you and read her note;

"I saw what you did. Meet me at lunch time behind the science      

 block."

Jen has never given you the time of day before. Why now? Must be **** you realise in despair. But first things first.

Looking up again at your Italian teacher you are pleased to discover that her head is still buried in her book. You had expected her to be fuming with anger butshe seems more embarassed than anything.