Everything he taught me ...

The Private-Tutoring-Project

SIRENA
Our P.E. Professor was ill today, so instead of P.E. We were blessed with two hours maths straight. Believe it or not, I wished myself dead. At some point some of us students were handed a letter, I didn't even know what it was about and neither did i want to know. Out of boredom, I opened it anyway and let me tell you, it was a bad decision. I should've just thrown it away when I still had the chance to.

I read in between the lines. Three paragraphs about a project our school has started to help students with bad grades with graduation. It's not like I really wanted to go, but my maths teacher saw me reading the letter and asked me to come. I like her a lot so i guess, I'll just go.

I get out of the classroom and slender trough the hallway, as I make my way down the stairs, I see him. Standing in a doorway with a clear mug filled with coffee. Black coffee of course. I roll my eyes out of amusement. Of course he drinks black coffee. He is leaning against a nearby wall and looking through the crowds of people, obviously judging. All of a sudden he looks up at me, then he softly smirks and winks at me. I wave at him, hoping nobody saw him wink at me like that. I remember our little session, remember how he blushed as he felt himself get hard and I let out a quiet laugh.
I take my letter to the secretary to sign in for the Programm called PTP22 - Private-Tutoring-Programm of the year 2022. If I got it right, every student who applies, gets paired with a teacher to help them study three times a week. Sounds like a pain in the ass, but Mr. Jenkins words got to me. I really was one of the best students of my school and now ... I decide it's for the best if I get my life together again.

JOSHUA
I have probably never been to a conference this boring. I look around the room not listening to the talk anymore. „Joshua?", I hear the angered voice of  the schools headteacher call out and apologize quickly. „So, we need you to pick one of the students for the PTP." The what now? This school really is way too extra. Constantly coming up with new „social" projects. „Yes yes of course. I'm sorry what exactly is the project about again?" „We have been talking about it for the past 20 minutes...", she's annoyed. „... Every teacher gets paired with a student from a graduating class, they mentor them and help studying. Three times a week for an hour." Sounds awful. „Sounds good.", I answer as calm as possible. I get handed a list full of names and catch myself searching for only one name - Sirena Martin. - There it is. „How about, hm, maybe Mrs. Martin? I recognized she's got a talent with language, she just needs the right help.", my help, I think to myself. „Yes, that sounds like a great pair.", she answers, well to my liking. Three days a week - one hour - only me and her. Great. And just like that I zone out again. Even if I wanted to, I couldn't concentrate, everything that has been on my mind for the past two days are her tiny hands on my body, her legs spread on mine, her eyes locked into mine as our lips gently brush against each other.

SIRENA
Hello Sirena,
I'm glad to inform you, that your application for the PTP22 was successful. You were paired to work with Mr. Joshua Jenkins, PhD. If you have any further questions feel free to e-mail me.
Best wishes,
Francis Millman, Georgeland High's School-Secretary :)

Fuck my life. Three days a week, with him. Me and him, alone for a whole hour. There's no way in hell I am going to graduate this school.
But I do have something fun in mind. Something that will make him lose his mind. It's time to seduce my teacher...