He doesn't have much of a choice.

Mason wished he could have said lunch was an exciting and shocking experience. But it was pretty ordinary. He sat with Yumi and Vina, arriving in the midst of a debate about the cutest starter Pokémon. Normally the colossal nerd would have been happy to join in. But between walking across campus to Ms. Bailey’s room, talking to her, walking all the way back to the cafeteria, and ending up last in line for lunch he didn’t have much time. So his mouth was occupied **** down the rubbery Salisbury steak they were serving today.

And not long after he finished the bell rang once again. He and Yumi were **** to say goodbye to Vina as the Indonesian girl was off to civics while they were off to geography. None of them were particularly happy to split up, but they reassured each other they were all still more than game for this afternoon’s hangout.

Separated from their bubbly friend the two stopped talking entirely. The tension between them was thick as a brick. Mason knew what she wanted to ask, but a crowded hallway wasn’t the best place for this discussion. Doubly so given they were having to move at a brisk walk (Well, the average was a brisk walk. He was going just a little faster than normal, but Yumi’s short legs meant she was just sort of jogging to keep up.) to make it on time.

Geography was a relatively relaxed class, mostly because there wasn’t a standardized test at the end. But the teacher, Ms. Alto, didn’t let them slack too much.

Like Mrs. Backus, Mason wasn’t very enthused about her as a target. Or as a teacher for that matter. She was just sort of… plain. Average height, average build, mousy brown hair, with matching brown eyes. A perfectly ordinary woman who made a perfectly ordinary teacher. But once again he didn’t have much of a chance to avoid registering her. Mason had slowly become her go-to when none of her other students could answer a question.

But really the only teacher he could think about at that moment was Ms. Bailey. And judging by the way she was fidgeting and glancing at him, it looked like Yumi was in the same boat. It was a lot riskier to do this now than in biology, but Mason wrote out a quick message on his notes and angled it toward his girlfriend.

Ms. Bailey said to stay after class today.

Yumi blanched and her hazel eyes bugged out so hard Mason was surprised they didn’t knock her glasses off. She quickly scribbled out a question for him.

Was she really mad?

He quickly shook his head, blond locks bobbing after him. Mason wasn’t about to let his girlfriend panic over nothing.

She just needed some time to think it over.

The Asian girl took a deep breath after reading that. And even offered her boyfriend a bashful smile. She went back to taking her neat, color-coordinated notes. He wasn’t sure what was going through her head, but if Mason was a gambling man he would bet it was pretty similar to his own thoughts. Excited that Ms. Bailey hadn’t said no out of hand. Relieved that their bizarre offer hadn’t offended her. Anxious about what her eventual answer would be. And excited by the possibility of what might come next.

It was just an educated guess. But it was still more than he could say for Ms. Bailey. Mason couldn’t even begin to guess what she was thinking. All he could hope is that maybe she’d walk them through her thinking this afternoon.

The young lovers would find out soon enough. Before long the bell was ringing again. And the two were on their way to their final class. Most of the time the two would walk together. But most of the time Mason had time for a pee break during lunch.

“I’ve got to go to the bathroom,” He said, pointing at the entrance with a thumb over his shoulder. “I’ll meet you there.”

Yumi didn’t say anything. She just stopped dead in her tracks and stared at him uncomfortably. It was clear she wasn’t enthused about the idea of splitting up.

“Or you could just wait for me,” He offered. The petite, Japanese girl looked relieved at that. Before her face burned and she stared down at her shoes.

“No,” Yumi said firmly. “I’m being stupid. I’ll see you there.”

Some day Mason would be able to give his girlfriend the hug she clearly needed. Or a passionate kiss to lift her spirits. But for now, all he could get away with was to lay a massive hand on her tiny shoulder. Then inspiration struck.

“I love you,” He mouthed without making a sound.

Then he turned and walked into the bathroom before he pissed his pants. Leaving a starry-eyed Yumi in his wake.

Thankfully the bathroom was empty. Save for one guy clearly smoking weed in the handicap stall. But that still left Mason with his choice of urinals. So he walked up to the cleanest looking one, undid his fly, fished out his penis, rolled his eyes when he remembered Viv stole his underwear that morning, and relieved himself.

After washing his hands he returned to a much emptier hallway. Only a few stragglers were left. Mason didn’t have time to dawdle. But as he speed-walked down the hall, the tall teen still checked his phone.

Zoey Bailey is considering an offer to join your harem! Hope she makes the right choice! You earned 50 silver for Zoey Bailey!

Evelyn Alto was registered as a target! Your previous interactions have earned you 102 silver to start!

While he had Luxuria open Mason debated turning on Ms. Bailey’s Oh, You Tease trait. On the one hand, he was probably too nervous to really enjoy the show. On the other, if any woman was hot enough to help take his mind off things for a bit, it was Ms. Bailey. But perhaps most importantly he only had 88 silver for his teacher at the moment. While he wasn’t comfortable with the idea of somehow mind-controlling his favorite teacher into having an illicit affair with him, a few silver to help smooth things over probably wasn’t a terrible idea.

So he switched it on again and walked into the room right before the bell rang. Being the last one in, all eyes were on Mason. But three sets stuck out to him. The first was Yumi’s hazel ones, relieved that he had made it on time. Then were Ms. Bailey’s beautiful baby blues, which swam with conflicting emotions as they watched him walk to his desk. And lastly, from the back corner of the room, Charlotte Underwood’s pink eyes took him in while giving nothing away.

As she started teaching Ms. Bailey started to tease him once again. Twisting and turning sensually, letting him get the best look he could get through her winter clothing. But as delightful as the sight was, Mason couldn’t really appreciate it. He couldn’t really focus on anything. And before the teen knew it his gorgeous teacher was done for the day, saying they could use the last ten minutes before the bell to work on their homework.

The blond youth looked down at his perfectly blank paper. But his beautiful and brilliant girlfriend rode to the rescue. He and Yumi pushed their desks together so she could walk him through what he needed to know to do his homework.

But they couldn’t get much done in the short time left before the bell rang. The traditional, rapid exodus ensued as Ms. Bailey wished her students a good afternoon. Only this time two students stayed behind. Their teacher gave a quick jerk of her head, pointing at the by-now familiar blind spot with her delicate chin. Yumi gave him a confused look at that, but Mason gave her a reassuring smile.

The two packed their bags and pushed their desks back into line. While they did Mason made sure to slip his phone from his pocket and disable Ms. Bailey’s teasing trait. He would need blood going to his brain for this. (Then again his teacher was apparently a bit of a size queen, so reminding her what he was packing might work to his advantage.)

As they walked up to Ms. Bailey, she cast the same examining gaze over the two that Mason had felt during lunch. And it seemed Yumi felt it too. With each step, the short girl slid a little more behind her gigantic boyfriend.

“Well I have to say I never expected this,” Ms. Bailey said. She had a small smile on her face as she tried to **** some levity into his voice. “Especially from you too.”

Mason tried to offer her a boyish smile. But he imagined it only looked uncomfortable. And when he glanced down at Yumi he saw she was doing even worse. The Japanese girl looked positively terrified. Her eyes were wide, her face was pale, and she was hiding behind her long, black locks. She looked a bit like Kayako’s nerdy, insecure, little sister. The taller of the two lovers strongly suspected their teacher’s attempt to lighten the mood wasn’t for his benefit.

So he put an arm around the petite girl’s shoulders. She melted into his welcome embrace.

“Alright. First things first. Yumi,” Ms. Bailey said, her voice suddenly much more serious. Mason felt the tiny, Asian girl tense next to him. He gently squeezed her shoulder, hoping to give her some courage. “Is this something you honestly want?”

Yumi’s mouth opened and closed several times, but no words came out. It appeared her voice had apparently abandoned her in her hour of need. So she switched tactics. After as deep a breath as her tiny lungs could handle, she furiously nodded her head. And yet, despite the Herculean effort that must have taken Ms. Bailey didn’t look convinced. So she tried again, actually managing to **** some words out.

“I genuinely want this. A lot.” Mason wondered about her word choice. He doubted it was an accident. It was just a question of whether that was meant for him. Or if she was just reassuring herself.

That seemed to be enough for Ms. Bailey. But her face quickly fell, and her blue eyes stared at the floor.

“You two know I can’t say yes to this,” The blonde woman said with a deep sigh, pinching the bridge of her nose.

“Then please don’t,” Mason said quickly. “We totally understand.”

“I-I never wanted anyone to do something they weren’t comfortable with,” Yumi hastily added.

Ms. Bailey looked up at the two of them with a recognizable look. The same one she had when a student gave a particularly insightful or well-thought-out answer. But at the same time, her proud smile was tinged with a bit of sadness around the edges.

“The problem is I also don’t really want to say no either,” Ms. Bailey admitted quietly.

That left the two teens completely stunned. Mason felt his jaw nearly drop off, and all the ambient sound around him faded away. Yumi was even worse. Her knees seemed to give out, and if it weren’t for her boyfriend’s protective instincts the Asian girl probably would have fallen right over.

“I guess you weren’t expecting that,” Ms. Bailey said with a small chuckle at her students’ reaction.

“Not really,” Mason admitted. If it hadn’t been for his sister’s behavior last night this would have been the craziest thing that had happened to him since being given Luxuria.

“But we can’t really talk about this here. It’s too risky,” The charming history buff explained. “So I have an idea. Or maybe a proposition.”

“What is it?” Mason asked.

“Dinner. Somewhere we can talk this through and get to know each other better,” She said.

“Like,” Mason paused for a second, debating if really wanted to use this word. But it came out before he reached a decision. “A date?

“A trial run,” Ms. Bailey corrected him. “A chance to talk and figure out if it’s worth all this effort to make it work.”

“Okay,” He said. That sounded like a date to him. But he could understand her desire to not admit that straight up.

“Alright, then are you two free tomorrow?” The blonde asked them.

“B-Both of us!?” Yumi gasped.

“If I’m jumping into this with both of you, then I want you both there,” Ms. Bailey explained in a calm voice.

Mason and Yumi glance at each other. The two were definitely free tomorrow night. Better yet they had a ready-made excuse. A bunch of seniors were planning to have dinner at a nice (well, as nice as a bunch of high schoolers could afford) restaurant. But there was something else the two were silently debating.

“Unless there’s someone else I need to know about,” Their teacher asked with a quirked eyebrow. She had hit the nail on the head. But thankfully she didn’t seem mad as much as curious.

“We,” Mason said, choosing his words carefully. “We were going to ask Vina today after school. But we don’t know what she’ll say.”

Much to his surprise that earned a genuine throaty chuckle from his teacher. It took a few seconds for her to catch her breath. And even when she did she had a wide toothy grin on her face.

“Not exactly wasting time are you, Romeo?” Ms. Bailey teased, making Mason’s face burn. “Still I should have seen that one coming. For now, let’s just plan on the three of us for tomorrow. Then we can all plan to get together after she says yes.”

“You think she will?” Mason and Yumi asked at the same time.

“You two are adorable,” Ms. Bailey said with another chuckle. “But yeah, I think she’ll jump at the chance to date Mason.”

The young couple took a second to digest her confidence. But Mason knew the longer they took to talk this out, the greater their chances of getting caught.

“So then what’s the plan for tomorrow?” He asked.

“I’ll need some time to figure that out,” Ms. Bailey said seriously. “We’ll need to be careful, and I’ll need time to figure out the best plan of attack.”

“Alright,” Mason said, trying to scrape up enough confidence to sound sure. “So you’ll fill us in on the specifics tomorrow?”

“Yes,” Ms. Bailey said before another smile crept onto her face. “But for now you two should go. You don’t want to keep Vina waiting.”