The teacher sat alone in his study that night. He was on his laptop working on reports while his wife was watching television. He was trying to avoid her lately. He didn't want to have to try to make conversation with her. Having children had been a huge strain on their relationship, and that was when the first case started. That was when he started to like other women. It had started with one of his colleagues, Ms. Greer. He had started to like her a year after his first daughter was born. His second daughter was on the way, but that didn't stop him. He closed his eyes as he remembered the incident. It had been a wet day, and Ms. Greer had gone to the shop to get coffee for herself and the teacher. They were planning on making the maths christmas test that day, and would stay at work late in order to do so. She came back, her clothes soaked through. She took off her jumper. The teacher almost convulsed. Her blouse was now see-through. He sat down next to her, and they worked for a half an hour. He decided to get brave. "Are you feeling my thigh?" Ms. Greer said to him. He stared intently at her. "I know you want it, I do, I know you want it," he said, raising a bushy eyebrow at her. He leaned in quickly and sharply, shoving his tongue down her throat in a most disgusting manner. She pushed him away. "WHAT.THE.HELL." She said, emphasising each word. She wiped her mouth, shuddering. He crept back towards her again, and touched her backside. She screamed. "Get OFF me, you disgusting animal!" She slapped his face, hard. He grinned. "Punishing me, eh? That's sexy," he said, looking at her with that intent expression again.
"I know you want this. Why else would you wear a see-through shirt for me? You're giving me all the signs. We can do it here. On the table if you want," he whispered. Ms. Greer screamed. "Get it through your thick skull. I don't want anything to do with you, sexual or not. Now get away from me you flipping imbecile! Ugh!" She shouted, and ran away. He caught up with her. "Oh, no you don't......" he said, and grabbed her. Nobody knew why she had left her job. Nobody knew why she had left the country. Nobody knew who the father of her new son was. Nobody, except him.
He shuddered at the thought. The first time hadn't gone so well. At least he hadn't got caught, though. And he had had plenty of experience since then. He went on youtube, and typed in her name. She appeared. She had a youtube channel. He couldn't believe his luck. He had her email address. Could this get any better? He thought not. He was tempted to email her there and then and tell him what was on his mind. However, he decided against it. He'd just have to wait, and form a plan in his mind. Yes, that's what he'd do. He couldn't just ump straight in. No, that never did him any favours. Ever.
Kathy woke from her sleep with a start. She checked her bedside alarm. Four in the morning. She breathed a sigh of relief. It was just a dream. It had all been just a dream. The teacher wasn't actually attracted to her. He had children, for God's sake. No, her friends were just being stupid. She turned and went back to sleep, trying to forget about the teacher.
"Come on, Kathy," he said. "There's nobody else left in the world. We have to reproduce some way. We have to save the human race...." the teacher whispered in Kathy's ear. "No! NO!" she screamed. "Get away!" He smiled, and pinned her down on the desk. His breath was on her face. He was getting closer and closer, leaning in for a kiss. His lips drew closer to hers. "Don't!" she screamed, her eyes welling up with tears. "Please?" she begged. "I can't fulfil your request, Kathy. I'm sorry," he said, shoving his tongue back her throat and forcing himself upon her.
She woke in a cold sweat, absolutely shocked from her nightmare. She sat up, thinking. What if my friends are right? What if it's true?
