Meeting some students

Leaving the building you walk through a the grassy quad where four young women in shorts and bikini tops are sunbathing on colourful blankets. One of the four is a little chubby, but the other three are all strikingly pretty. They notice you and wave a greeting. You wave back, smiling and make your way towards them.

"Good afternoon ladies," you smile at them, crouching to put yourself at eye level.

"Hi!" a pert blonde grins back. "Are you one of the new teachers?"

"Yes. I'm Mr. Sharp. I teach History and Geography."

"That's so cool! I'm Deandre and this Dallas, Emma and Gabrielle. It's great to have men teaching here," she smiles, the others nodding agreement.

"And why is that?" you ask teasingly. The four of them look at each other and giggle.

"Because it is more fun, you know, to tease," Gabrielle laughs, her French accent very evident. She's very pretty, her dark hair in a pageboy cut that looks thoroughly sexy on her. The others blush and giggle, two of them playfully slapping at her.

"What? It is not true? You cannot tease old Miss Sour Face Lady. She gets so mad. Men you can always tease, and make them laugh." She gives you a brief appraising glance then grins.

"And who is Miss Sour Face Lady? Or should I ask?"

"Miss Swanson. She's the home economics teacher, and she also teaches electives in 'deportment.' Emma, the plumpish girl tells you.

"She's a dried up old prune," Dallas adds. "She thinks it's 1910 or something."

"I bet she's really mad there are men teachers now," Deandre says. "I think she's still a virgin," she adds to an explosion of giggles from the four of them.

You give them your most charming and teasing grin. "I guess that must make her unique on campus then?"

"Oh you are such a bad man!" Gabrielle laughs as the others giggle and blush. "You must not tease poor young girls like us in such a way."

"I thought you liked teasing," you smile easily at them.

"I like it very much," Gabrielle smiles. "But my friends, they are so innocent. You will damage their ears, hien?" There's another explosion of hilarity from the girls at her words and you take the opportunity to rise.

"It's been great meeting you," you smile. "I look forward to seeing more of you in the future."

"Aren't you seeing enough now, M'sieu?" Gabrielle quips, arching her back in a stretch that emphasises her ripe breasts barely contained in a crimson bikini top.

"Gabrielle!" Dallas squeaks in pretended horror and playfully slaps her arm as you smile and turn away, waving a goodbye over your shoulder.