“Hm, well let’s take a look…” she replied taking the slip in her hand. Her little suggestion had worked, and one of his teachers marked him as late. “Marked as tardy, I see. I hope you know, Mr. Weston, that this school is very strict in its etiquette, and showing up late to a class is frowned upon. Truant students think they can get away with a slap on the wrist because others are late as well, and it is treated lightly in other schools.”<br/><br/>She folded the slip, then placed it in her pocket and smiled at him. “However, I do agree that detention is a little severe for a first time offense. As long as you’re here though, and we’re alone after school…why not stick around for a little fun?”<br/><br/>She pushed lightly on his chest until he sat abruptly sat down on one of the chairs near her desk. Without missing a beat she swung her legs over his lap and straddled him. Her skirt rode up as she tightened her thighs around his hips, her chest actually touching his. “I bet you’d like that, wouldn’t you?”