Weather through it...

Although I’m feeling mortified I figure its best to stay and listen, as rushing out might be a bit **** ( not to mention silly )

Mrs Doe continues her speech and I make myself listen, saying “ Yes Ma’am.” at the appropriate times.

“……anyway, John, I think you understand what I’m saying so I’d better let you go to your next class.” she says, then, glancing at her watch “ Oh, I see your already a few minutes late for your next lesson so make sure you go straight to it, no detouring to the toilets ok John?”

And with that she picks up her books and leaves the room, leaving me standing there alone liked a stunned mullet, unable to process what I just heard. Was that a general comment because she’s noticed me stopping off at the restrooms often after her classes? Or a subtle hint she knows what’s going through my mind when thinking of her?

The more I think about it the more I think she must know, she’s mature and probably has this situation happen to her every year with a few of the male students, what with the amount of testosterone that must be in the air at any given time! And if that’s the case was she politely telling me to stop with my hand shenanigans or just letting me know she knows……damn I wish I could read her mind and see if I had a chance, boy what a way that would be to lose my virginity!

It dawns on me that I’m still standing alone so I grab my stuff and exit, Mrs Doe was right, I am late, so should I just get to class or make my “detour” to the toilets and be extra late………..