<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/JN3xDLJ.png)</div>"I...er...I'm not falling for this trickery!" Mrs. Latham protested. "What if someone were to walk on in?!"<br/><br/>The teacher immediately stood up to make her way to a nearby storage closet, shirt in hand. Even so, Chica couldn't help but notice a biological reaction of Mrs. Latham's own, for there was a noticeable bulge in the front of her skirt. A bulge quickly and surreptitiously covered by the angle of the torn shirt, but still seen nonetheless.<br/><br/>"And 18 or no, it's still unethical!" she blurted out. "There's a power imbalance! Oh now, where is that thread and needle?"<br/><br/>The closet wasn't one of those walk-in spaces, for everything was already on several shelves within arm's reach. Mrs. Latham's back was to Chica as she unwittingly swayed her ass back and forth a bit, going through several supply boxes for the required material.