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saying "wait here, we need to talk about your grades." She would then tell me that I needed some "extra help," and that I should come to her house to get caught up. Once there she would pour me a glass of wine. "Innapropriate, but we’re both adults right?" she would ask. My mind would then bounce directly from wine on the couch to me licking her piss-dripping pussy in the tub. I could never figure out what that middle step would be, but I was sure when the moment came I would surely know what to do. Just as I never was able to plan out that transition, I also wasn’t able to retain a single thing Ms. Kontos taught in class. That’s why my heart stopped one day just as math was ending, and I