<b>Re: Miss Joy's Special Class (open)</b><br/><br/>Kai had never understood the teacher fetish.  Cheerleaders bounced up and down, nurses were motherly and care taking, police woman had easy access to handcuffs.  All these common fetishes Kai understood, but not until he saw her walking through the door like she was entering a night club rather than a class room had he understood how sexy a teacher could be.  He watched her legs, long and flawless, as they slowly moved back and forth from the door to her desk, lost for a moment in his own fantasies, for a moment they were the only two in the room... no one would see the bulge in his pants, not with the desk where it was, but it was large.  Her voice washed over him, he didn't know what she'd said, just that she'd spoke, and his eyes went up to stare into hers, impossibly green, he stared into them unblinking.  Never had he seen eyes so... intense.  For a moment, he forgot where he was, what class this was supposed to be, that he was in a new school at all.  Never had any teacher captured his attention like this, and he realized he was staring, a slight blush coming to his face.  His instincts told him to look down at his desk, he was in the back, he didn't want to draw any attention to himself, surely any moment now someone would say something to her... ask her a question.  But in the mean time, he couldn't look away from those eyes, staring at the angel who had entered under the guise of teaching.... something.