The teacher.

"What's going on here?"

With that question, I knew I was sunk. Looking up, my gaze was met by that of bespectacled, 53 year old teacher I now recognized as one of the school's World History teachers, Mrs. Kuger. I had never had her but I had heard of her as she was reputed to be somewhat of a hard-ass. (In more ways than one, as people often noted. She maintained quite a figure for her age.) She stood above me hands on angular hips and clipboard grasped at her side between magenta-painted fingernails. She wore a matching colored fuzzy woman's jacket with pearl and silver buttons over a cream colored blouse, tucked deep into a knee length black skirt.

"Explain yourself, young man," she said with inherent authority.

Unable to call one to mind, I simply stuttered, as the pumping of my cock slowed to a halt under her icy stare.

Sweeping a loose strand of thick gray hair from her face, she repeated her command to me again.

"Explain yourself."

Lowering my hands to raise myself up off the floor, I was beaten to the punch when Mrs. Kuger grabbed my ear with a twist. I said "Ow! Ow!" as she lifted me to my feet.

"Well?" she asked, crossing her arms across her firm, ample chest.

"I was... I was heading to the nurses office, for a... problem I'm having--" I attempted to explain, when I was suddenly interrupted by the teacher violently grabbing at my boner.

"A problem with your... your..." her plump lips seemed momentarily unable to form the word she was looking for. "Your PENIS?" She glared at me with angry eyes and tightened her already deadly grip.

"Ow! Yes!" The girls around me giggled at my pain and discomfort.

She didn't seem to take well to this response, her frow furrowing even further.

"What is your name?"

"John Doe," I answered, wincing from both the intensity of her stare and her painfully tight grip on my privates.

"Do you have a note, Mr. Doe?" A corner of her mouth lifted in a mischievous half smirk.

I did not, Tiffany had it, and unless she showed up right that moment to present it to her, I was in big trouble of an as-yet-unknown variety.