I don't want you to take anymore pictures.

Sarah leans in and wraps her fingers in Mr. John's hair and whispers, "I don't want you to take anymore pictures."

The teacher is silent for a brief second then be brushes Sarah's hand away from his head and he steps back. Sarah waits while he gives her a frightening look, she isn't positive but she thinks he is becoming angry. Mr. John puts his hands on Sarah, one on each of her legs. Then he stepped forward again so his face is next to hers. With his cheek pressed against hers he whispers something of his own in her ear.

"I'll say when we're done, Miss. Bank. Listen girl, if you don't let me take more pictures of you then I will use the ones I already have to **** you. How would you like to see your naughty schoolgirl picture all over the school? I think your friends and family would like to see them," he says grinning, "if you cooperate with me then I will let you have the film. I promise," he finishes.

When Sarah came to this room and agreed to let him take her picture she never thought it would turn out this way. Why was he doing this to her? She wondered if he really would make good on his promise and give her the film. She could see it in his eyes that he wanted something more than to simply take her picture. Mr. John was a large and strong man, which sent a chill down Sarah's spine. She didn't know if he could sense her fear or if she was keeping it hidden well enough.