Taking his paper from Miss Bell, he first glances over Keiko's shoulder and spots her grade, his eye brows arching, feeling bad for the girl.  Yet, when he saw his own, which was even lower, he balked.  David had never scored so badly on an assignment before and as he was searching over the corrections, the teacher's words pulled him away.<br/><br/>"I...I don't even know," he stammered flipped open the pages to reveal even more marks in red.  "Maybe I misunderstood what you were asking for?"  David was going to be in deep shit with his parents if his grades fell, plus his college scholarship was dependent on straight As.  "Can I redo it?  Or maybe there is some extra credit, anything?"  Flicking his soft brown eyes over Miss Bell's, he searches hers, almost frantically.  If he were a girl and the teacher was some old man, there would be an easy solution.  What David didn't know is that Miss Bell was likely the most sexually explicit of all the teachers.