I still can't believe what happened in teacher's living room. I just can't absorb it properly. In one moment there is her heartbreaking story with Mathew and his bad behavior towards her hair. In second moment she is with me and she is letting me to plays with her hair. I don't understand this. I am so confused. But right now I'm all alone in her bathroom which is incredibly bright and large. Even at my home our bathroom is not as spacious as this one here. It is so clean and white. The teacher said to me she need to do somenting and she will be right back. So in the meanwhile I should take the shower because I am all sweaty and I have dirty pants with a cum on my underwear.

/ Maybe she is searching for the clothes I can change into...That makes sense... I am thinking to myself.

I am looking around this bathroom. I see a large deep sink with a pedestal. Good opportunity to put things on it like my clothes. On the wall is a large oval mirror above this sink. Every girl's dream. There is another mirror on the door and a large glassed shower. I am now looking in the mirror and watch my reflection in it. My cheeks are slightly red. Surely of so much excitement, blood is rushing into my head. Not just to other parts of my body. As I am in the teacher house I can smell her scent spreads across this room. I am looking at the hands that had her hair strands between my fingers while ago. I still feel that my skin gently trembling from her soft hair.

„Her... hair...“ I have my hands on my face and I inhale the scent that has sunk deep into the skin of my palms.

I can feel my cock start to pulsate from the pleasure that electrifies my senses again. Her shampoo has such a strong aroma. I'm slowly recovering from this trance and opening my eyes. I instantly realize that my desire for hair only increase. I start to unbuckle my belt so I can make more room for my cock but in that moment I am interrupted by the sudden opening of the door. Teacher is carefully entering this room. She closes the door behind her and I remain in silent astonishment. In her hands she holds close to her chest spare clothes for me. Her appierence derails me from the peace of my soul. I see that she is no longer dressed in her comfortable yellow style pajamas. Her black hair is still loose slightly more on her right shoulder but now she have naked shoulders and reveal chest. I immediately realize she is only wearing a bikini right now.

„I thought that you are in shower already...“ her voice almost in whisper.

Slowly, she moves closer towards me and places the clothes she brought for me on the pedestal. As soon as she puts things down and my cock is on alert again.

/ OH...DAMN... my mind is screaming and eyes are wide open.

„Is somehing wrong??“ she ask me shyly while not looking at me and her left hand gently resting between her round breasts.

Miss Springfield is standing in front of me wearing the same outfit I saw on the picture in living room. This beige bikiny are attached with a lace behind her neck and covers only the front of her large round natural breasts. From this vicinity, her breasts look even bigger than in the picture. When I look at her neckline, I can see how bulky they are and they stick out from behind these bikinis so much. I feel an unbelievable desire to caress her chest immediately. In that shock, I forgot to breathe and immediately lost oxygen so I gasp for air.

„W...wha...What... is this... this...outfit... Miss Spri... why...??“ I stammered so hard I almost choke on my own saliva.

My heart is beating at an incredible rate. I am starting to sweat slowly. She's so beautiful. I feel like throwing myself at her right now. To rip of that bikiny off her and fondel her body and that super long black hair at the same time.

„I saw... the way you were watching my pictures... in the living room...“ she speak sweetly.

/ She saw me?... I think to myself totally surprise but she continues.

„Your facial expression... it spoke without any words....So I thought... I'd surprise you... You don't like it?“ she look at me shyly, but immediately avert her eyes.

„NO... I...I like it...In fact... I love it... this... just surprised me...“ I am bashful.

/ But something is not right... Why I have this confuse feeling about this right now? ... As if the teacher is pushing herself... Does she really want to do this?... I am looking at her with confusion on my face.

„I am glad...heh... So... I'll help you undress then...“ and she swiftly put her delicate hands on my pants trying to pull them down.

„Please wait...“ I imidiatly put my hands around her shoulders.

She look at me in surprise. I see the confusion in her light brown eyes as if she wasn't expecting my reaction at all.

„Why are you doing this?“ I ask intrigued by her sudden behavior towards me.

„What... do you... mean? You dont want me to?“ her voice with concern and I see sadness in her eyes.

„You know...I have this feeling... that you are pushing yourself... and I dont want that...“ my voice almost a whisper.

She smiled tenderly at me and carefully placed her left hand on my right cheek.

„Oh Neil... If I didn't want to do this... I wouldn't be here... dressed like this...“ she speaks with a small smile on her lips.

„I do not understand... I thought th...“ but the teacher immediately interrupts me with her pointing finger on my lips.

„That you're the only one with feelings?“ her voice sound little foxy.

„What... do you mean b...“ she interrupts me again with placing her hands on my face.

„You are the dense guy... aren't you ?...“ she heavily sighs but continue „...Yes... I... I like you... and I know... I shouldn't. I am your teacher... This is not right... BUT... I can't help it... I think... it is what it is...“ she speak with little embarrasment in her voice.

I immediately took her palms away from my face but still holding them. She is surprise by my sudden movement. I am looking at her. Straight into her big light brown eyes.

„Since...when?“ I am asking and still cant believe what I am hearing rigth now.

„Since when?...“ she has little smile on her delicate lips „...Since the first day I saw you... You remember?... Our first day?“ she asking my while softly fondling my fingers with hers.

„Y..Yes...“ I answer her with ashame look and turn away from her.

„As soon as I entered the classroom... I felt this strange feeling... Something I haven't experienced before... People have always looked at me... Nothing new for me... I always felt their gazes... but this was something that hadn't happened to me yet.“ She speaks so tenderly and with her left hand on my cheek she make me to look at her again.

„I barely kept my composure that day. That's why I started walking around the class... I wanted to find that person... who disarm me with his eyes...and I found him.“ she smiles at me.

„Are you... telling me... that you... knew... this whole time... I was... wat...watching you?“ I ask with shaky voice.

„Silly boy... You can't hide behind such a small bench... Heh...“ she pinched my cheek and continue „...I saw it in your eyes... this longing for me... No guy has ever looked at me with such a desire...and especially my hair.“ and she pulls away from me „But I pretended not to see it... I just can't... I'm your teacher after all... There must be no bond between us... but... on the scoring day... when you came to my table...I saw it again... your look... and I became more and more attracted to your desire for me... even though this thing with Mathew happened and I thought... that I never let a guy touch me again... especially my hair...“ she crossed her arms to protect herself again.

I carefully want to approach her. Hug her. Let her know that she doesn't have to worry anymore. That I am here for her. But before I could dosomething she unexpectedly place her hands on my chest.

„Today I realized at the party... even though bad things happened to me and I will never forget them in my life. When I am with you... I don't think about them at all... I really want you to watch me... touch me... and I honestly want you to play with my hair... This is probably the first time I am so glad that someone likes my hair as you do... and I just want more... so... Do you want to touch my hair... some more?“ she is looking at me so thirsty and lightly bite her lower lip.

I placed my hands carefully on the sides of her face. She responds and puts her on mine. I slowly bring my face closer to her and before I can kiss her the teacher overtakes and kisses me passionately. We kiss each other for few seconds and then we pull away so we can catch a breath. But because of this I lose all obstacles to control myself and I immediately insert my hands in her hair to grab it and we continue to kiss passionately. I close my eyes so I can pay more attention to this feeling. The teacher hugs me around the neck and I mix her black hair on the back of her head. Our kissing and her hair excite me so much that I hard squeez her hair and start pulling it slightly away from her. The teacher responds and stops kissing me. She just clinging to my neck so she doesn't fall while I pull her hair.

„Mmmm...“ she moans.

I open my eyes. In front of me I see a teacher with her head slightly tilted and her hair stretched on her head from my pull. Her eyes shut with furrowed brows. Eventually, I stop holding her stretched hair in a ponytail and let it go out of my palms. They easily come back behind her back. Some of her hair strands are on my fingers. The teacher leans towards me and rests her forehead on my chin. Thanks to that, I have the opportunity to see her reflection in the mirror on the door. Her gently tousled black strands of hair are compressed more together. They cover not only the part of her back, but especially her ass and legs. Her hair is so long that the ends of her hair lie on the ground. And quite a long piece. Now I realize that her hair is longer than she is tall.

/ OH... MY... GOD... Now I see it properly... DAMN... Her hair is longer then I thought... How is this even possible... my mind is blowing with excitement.

I put my hands back on top of her head and I start to stroke her hair. From the top to her neck. I can feel the softness of her hair on my skin again. My cock is throbbing in my underwear. The teacher sighs gently. She hugs me tightly around the waist and pushes harder against my body. Her cheek is snuggling mine. After a few minutes I stop and dig my face more towards left side of her head. At the same time, I squeeze her hair with my fingers.

„Miss Springfield... I'm afraid... you're not the only one who wants more now...“ I whisper near her left ear.

„Heh... I know... I feel something is pushing me...“ her voice is so seductive.

But this time I'm not jumping away from her. I instead step away slowly and I see clearly lust in her eyes. She carefully helps me take off my shirt. She pulls my pants off with my underwear. In an instant, my cock pops up and is ready to poke. She just happily hums to herself. I think she likes what she see. She is now taking my left hand and pulls me to follow her. I follower her like puppy on leash. Her black hair very slowly move in motion from side to side. She opens the glass door to the shower and we go inside together. I close this glass door behind me so that the water doesn't get out. The teacher stands closer to the water cap. I see a big shower head mounted on the wall where the tap is. Next to us on our left is a shelf with various types of shampoos, conditioners and bottles that I don't even know what they are for. I've been using a 3in1 product my whole life. So this is something completely new for me. The teacher just turns her head and talks to me.

„Are you ready?“ she speak softly.

„Yeah...“ I answer her.

I place my hands on the sides of her head and carefully turn her head to its original position. The teacher reacts to this and tilts her head so I see part of her forehead now. With my fingertips I carefully wave her hair on the sides of her hair. This way, her hair waves almost along its entire length. At that moment, the teacher takes a shower head in her right hand and turns on the tap water with her left hand. While using her left hand she tests the temperature of the water. Then she turns the spray head towards her. She starts spraying water on her body. I watch as her tanned skin getting wet. After a few seconds the shower head is directed at top of her head and hair begins to absorb the water. Her hair gradually changes and becomes more and more soaked. I take the shower head from her to better point it at her hair. By moving my hand I spray water along the entire length of her hair. She helps me with her hands and carefully smooths the back of her head. This whole process makes me restless and my penis throbs in rhythm. Miss Springfield puts her hands against the wall in front of her. With my other hand, I take her hair and carefully squeeze it to get water out of it. Besides, I'm still watering her hair. First on the head then around the waist and again around the head. After a few minutes, I tap her lightly on her right shoulder to get her attention.

„Please...Miss... take the shower head... now I want to apply a shampoo on your hair...okay?“ I raise my voice because of running water in the shower.

„Okay...“ she answer sweetly.

/ Hmm ... there are a lot of bottles on this shelf. Which one is a shampoo? And what is this? Conditioner? I didn't know that so many products are needed for hair. my mind is confused what I should use now.

„Use the green botle...“ she is guiding me.

„Sure.“ I answer her promtly.

I pick up this green flat bottle and open it. With my right hand, I carefully hold teacher's head on the side. With my left hand I apply shampoo over the entire surface of her head. I squeeze this bottle to flow as much of this white liquid as possible which spreads on entire length hair due to gravity. I put the bottle back on the shelf. I exhale hard to calm myself because of desire I feel in my whole body now. I put my hands on top of her head and immediately feel the cold consistency of the shampoo on my skin. I massage her hair with the slow movements of my fingers. In few seconds a thick white foam start to forms which is now between her black strands of hair. Beautiful sight. Now her hair even is making a sound.

*Schshcshcshcshsch*

At first, I rub her hair on top of her head carefully, but after a while I am loosing my temper and I speed up my movement. Thanks to that, her head moves at the same time as my pace. The teacher just sighs, but says nothing. Now I have my hands behind her head and again I am rubbing her hair from the back to her vortex. I pull my fingers out of her hair now. Hair strands protrude slightly in all directions from her head. I created such a thick foam in her hair. They stand out now in such a sexy way. But that's not enough for me.

„Can you please kneel???“ I call her out of breath.

„What???“ she ask me surprise.

„Please...just do it...“ I beg her.

She doesn't answer me back, but do what I'm asking her to do. I take her shampooed hair in both hands and pull it upwards. She responds by resting her hands on the sides of the shower. I hold half of her stretched hair with my left hand and the rest of her hair rubs against my body. I dig my right hand into her hair around her head again and start rubbing her hair with the movement of my hand. As I rub them up and down I pull her hair more. This whole time I hear her hair make a sound because it is full of foam.

„MMMMmnnnnn...aaaaahhhh...pl.ple.please...g..gen..gentlyyyy...mmmm...“ she moans.

Teacher sexy voice and the rubbing of her hair excites me so much. I can't hold my cum in me so I'm squirting from my cock which is so close to her head. To my bad luck I directly hit the teacher's strech hair and some drops land on top of her head. The rest of it flew over her head and splash near the wall in front of us. Fortunately it was little cum but I'm still shocked and afraid of her reaction now.

/ NO.NO.NO my eyes are wide open and I am standing still.

So I let go of her hair and it falls back behind her back pretty fast because it's full of foam. The teacher puts her hands on her head and gently strokes her hair.

/ NOW SHE REALIZE IT... I stop breathing.

She carefully gets up and without words she take to her right hand the shower head to pour water on her head. She showeres her hair properly to get the foam and my cum from her hair.

/ Dont tell me she didnt notice? I am in shock.

The white foam start to drain down the entire length of her hair. I approach her and hug her and carefully fondle her breasts. Her round breast are so soft and firm at the same time. This feeling making me dizzy and hard again. She put her left hand behind my head and carress back of my head.

„Thank... you...and...Am sorry Miss...“ I whisper in her ear feeling guilty about this situation.

„HHmmmm...“ she only seductive hums and turn towards me „...now is my turn...“ she say it with sparkle in her eyes.

Now she turns the shower head on me to pour water over me. Then she picks up a pink plastic bottle with her hands.

„I am sorry... but I have only products for girls so... the scent will be feminine... heh...“ she speaks softly.

I donť say anything and she pours the liqued in her hands and start rubbing them together. Then she start to apply created foam on my chest, shoulders, neck just on my entire upper body. While doing it she has this smile oh her face. She is enjoying this I guess. She is doing it for some minutes now and out of nowhere she turns me away from her. Finally, I feel something soft on my back. I immediately realize that it is her breasts. As a result, my penis throbs again.

„I head...that man like this sort of thing...you like it ?“ she ask me.

„Y..Ye..Yea...YEAH...“ I little moan.

„Hihi... I hear you...and what about this?“ she is whispering to me.

On my thing I can feel the soft skin of her delicate palms. Before I can protest with a careful motion she strokes my cock. It's so stimulating for my body that I feel like I'm losing strength in my legs. Therefore, I lean on the front wall to support myself. But it does not discourage the teacher and continues.

„Does it feel good?“ she asks me with interest in her voice.

I don't answer her at all. I just nod strongly that I agree. The teacher, however speeds up the stroking and at the same time kisses me on my left shoulder. It doesn't take long and in few more seconds I spray my cum like never before in my life. I moan loudly. Now I am without a breath and trying to get some in my lungs. My whole body is heaving. Teacher is still pressed on me and keep stroking my cock very gently.

„Was it good?“ she is whispering to me.

„Yeah...“ I exhale hard.

„Good... this was a little revenge...hihi...“ she gigle.

„WHAT?“ and I turn towards her.

„Because you cum... on me... few minutes ago... Do you thing I didnt notice that?“ she is looking at me with judgment look.

/ So she noticed. Fuck. What now ? I don't want her to think I did it on purpose I feel guilt overhelming me.

„Miss Springfield... I am sorry... I didnt mean to... I couldnt hold it.“ I am trying to explain myself.

The teacher is still looking at me suspiciously. However eventually she begin to smile and approaches my face. She strokes mine with her nose and give me a kiss.

„I believe you... It's probably a normal reaction... and...please... when we are alone... call me Mary... okay?“ she is cupping my face.

„Mary?“ I am blushing.

Teacher wildy smile and she kiss my gently on my lips. Our kisses turns to passion. We even using our tongues. My hands again on her wet hair and her big breasts rubbing on my chest because she is pressed on me. We stop but I am still holding her sexy body.

„Mmm....ah....“ she licks her lips „...now it is time to wash your hair... Mister!... Please lean forward so I can reach you better...“ she speak with joy in her voice.

This time it was my turn. The teacher demonstrated how to wash hair properly. My way was not entirely correct but she did not interfere. Once in a while it won't hurt her hair. When we both finished in the shower the drying followed. Both dressed in bathrobes. She showed me how to carefully dry her hair only with a towel. I squeezed her hair carefully to get water from her soft black hair. Then I picked up the comb. She has quite a large number of them. Different types. With careful movements, I combed her hair from back of her head and down to her hair ends. It took several minutes and my cock was once again on alert. She drives me wild. When we were done, the teacher put her still wet hair in twisted bun. We then continued kissing and hugging and moved to her room where we spent the rest of the night together. In the morning I woke up first. When I heard the sleeping sound from next to me I realized that this whole yesterday was not a dream and I am definitely in her bed.

/ I actually spent the night with my teacher... and I played with her hair... she wanted it... I am thinking while stroking her body with my fingers.

I guess that wake her up. She responds to my touch and turns in my direction. Her hair is spread on the pillows and stretched out of bed. Some hair strands cover her face. Her hair is so long.

„Hiiiii...“ she's smiling at me but her eyes are still narrowed.

„Hey...“ I put ma hand on her cheek „...how do you feel?“ I am asking her with half smile.

„Like never before... and you?“ her face radiates happiness.

„Same...“ stroking her face and with thumb brushed her lips.

„Is it a morning?“ she ask me while stratching her body.

/ GOD... MORNING... MY PARENTS WILL KILL ME my mind scream at me and I jump off the bed.

„WHAT...Is it?“ she asking me surprised.

„GOD...Mary...It is morning. My parents will kill me. Shit... And I even forget my phone at home so they dont know where I am... Dad is pissed off for sure...“ I am answering her loudly from her bathroom where I left my clothes.

„Oh my... I totally forget...that...“ her voice from her room.

I am putting my clothes on like never before in my life. I go back to her room. Now I am watching her as she puts white shorts and pink tank top on her. Then she switly start to twist her long black hair with both hands and wrap it behind her head. From night table she picks up one big hairclip and put it on her bun so the hair will be in place. I can see her reflection in the mirror in front of her and she has this little smile on her face. She like when I am watching her doing things with her hair I guess. She turns my way and slowly approuch me.

„Yeah... Dont worry about... Maybe they will punish me but before I go. I want to know... What happen last night... are w...“ but she interpt me by putting her fingers on my lips.

„Neil... Last night was... Perfect... But we need to keep it slow. For now... no one should know about what happened here. Okay? Dont tell anyone... Even your friends... This will be our secret... Promise me...“ she speaks tenderly and her eyes are pleading.

„Sure...“ and I gently kiss her lips.

On the way home I thought about what had actually happened in her apartment. I was with a teacher and we did things I could only imagine in the wettest dreams. Even though I want to shout to the world that I love her. I understand her concerns. If someone finds out we were together, it would ruin her career. And I don't want that. I'm sure they would do anything to keep me from seeing her. Maybe they would be able to punish her for seducing me. Ever since I knew Mathew, they would have been determined to accuse her of seducing me with her appearance and perhaps cutting her hair as punishment. I can't allow that. I don't know how to do it, but I'll have to find a way to control my feelings every time I'm close to her.

It's been a few days and I'm back in school. Strange feeling. Maybe because I'm expecting Mathew at the door to match the score with me. After all, I didn't spare him at the party and gave him a few good blows to his face. When I have classes with teacher I cant stop watching her. She notice and sometimes she is giving met he LOOK. That means I am starring to much at her and someone will notice that. I want so badly go after her when the classes end so we can be together. Right now i tis a break time between classes and that's why my classmates rush to my desk. Thomas, Peter and Mark. They pick up the surrounding chairs and immediately sits around me.

„So... Neil... YOU... still did not tell us what happen between you and our Miss Springfield...“ Peter has this spark on his face.

„Yeah... what happened... TELL. US.“ Mark join his hand on my shoulder.

„Nothing guys... really... I just... I just escorted her home. That's all.“ I suck at lying.

„BULLSHIT... I DONT BELIEVE WORD YOU SAID NOW...“ Peter has this annoying smirk on his face.

„You want to tell us... that I let you go home with this most beautiful woman and nothing happend???...pfff... YEAH RIGHT!!!“ Thomas speak with anoyed voice while not looking at me.

„Guys...“ I exhale.

„Hey... Thomas... if I didnt know you... I would say you sound... jealous...“ Peter laugh turning towards Thomas.

„Peter dont forget that before Neil here...“ and Mark squeezes my shoulder „...Thomas wanted our Miss... Am I right Thomas?“ Mark spat it out with joy in his voice.

„Mark...louder... others in the room did not heard what you said...“ Thomas speak annoy again.

„Yeah... I totally forgot... at that party... you wanted to show her your Don Juan seducer skill...“ Peter gets up and sligthly punch Thomas on his chest.

/ I am surprised... I remember the guys actually wanted Mary to show up for the party... especially Peter wanted her there so badly but I did not know that Thomas has a crush on her I have concern look while I watch guys interact with each other.

„So you should be careful... Because Thomas could take her from you...“ laughs Mark.

Thomas says nothing. I see disappointment on his face at the same time while looking at us. Then he straight look on me and I can see anger in his eyes. He just nods his head from side to side in annoyance and walks away from us.

„HEY... THOMAS... It was just joke... Don't be like that!!!“ Peter shouts after him.

„See what you're doing?.... In fact... What you are saying is not true at all... I have nothing to do with the teacher... So he is mad for nothing... seriosly guys...“ I am mad now because this means troubles.

„That's okay, Neil. We had to provoke him a little. You know... When you leave with Miss Springfield we had to listen to his annoyance all the way home... As if he was supposed to be with her and not you... Hah... and actually... he is talking about her for some time now.“ Mark speak while looking at the class door.

„Yeah... anyway... I wonder where is Mathew... I didnt see him at school... and you?“ Peter is looking at me with concern.

„Naaah... And I hope i dont meet him... because I gave him some good punchces so... there is definitly the score to settle between both of us...“ I speak while tapping my fingers on the desk.

„Yeah... you right.“ Mark just nod his head.

The break time is over and we went back to our duties. Then the school ended and instead to go straight home I go to my Mary office. So we can be together for a while. Since I got a house arrest by my parents. I can't meet my teacher at her home. My classmates have already noticed. That I am first at the door when the class ends. But I make sure no one notice where I go. For some time I am wainting in the rest room. When I am sure no other students are in the hall then I go after Mary. When I'm with her, we don't do much stuff. That way no one can catch us. We talk mostly. But couple of days passed I can't stand it anymore. So Mary let me at least play with her bun. But I have to be careful so she doesn't have a messy hairstyle. If someone happens to come to her office so that we can bounce off each other. But in the end something did happened that I stopped expecting and it completely surprised me. Out of nowhere I was called to principal office. I had this bad feeling something bad is going to happen because it was quiet for to long. So I went straight to his office and when I opened the door I notice teacher sitting in front of principal table. Next to him is his bastard son Mathew. He has this smirk on his face now. But his face is quite damaged. I can see his nose is broken. I immidiatly knew why we are called.

„Please sit down. Mister Slovak.“ the principal is sitting but he is showing his back of the chair.

„Yes. Sir.“ I answer.

I am carefully moving towards his desk and I sit next to Mary. She is sitting gracefully and her hands are esting on her lap. Her head slightly tilt down and from profile I can see the guilt on her face. Her hair in french twist bun like always when she is in school. I want to reasure her that everything will be okay but principal interrups me by his sudden turn in his chair.

„So... Neil... there are rummors... In our school... that... cough... you have an inappropriate relationship with Miss Springfield... here.“ his voice is strong and brow frown.

„I can explain Mister...“ she immidiatly start to speak.

„Hush now... You said enough... I tough when you told me about your last school this would not happen here. But I guess you lied to me... Now I want to hear it from him...“ principal is giving her a side look.

„It is not true Sir... I dont know what they told yo...“ I speak but I am cut of instantly.

„It is not true? Hm??... Look at my son, please... I have information that you beat him because... he caugh you and Miss together. This can proof two of his friends too.“ the principal lean forward his hands resting on his table.

„That is not true at all. Why dont you tell your father the real reasons here? That you are the one bothering teacher from day one.“ I speak with little anger in my voice.

„SO YOU GONNA DENIED IT NOW???...I SAW YOU BOTH... AT THE PARTY...IN THE BACK ROOM... HIDDING??... WHAT WERE YOU DOING THERE??... YOU WANT TO TELL US... YOU WERE ONLY TALKING?... AS IF... WE ALREADY KNOW. WHAT MISS SPRINGFIELD CAN DO TO HER STUDENTS...RIGHT MISS??...THAT IS WHY THEY KIC...“ Mathew scream but his father stop him by slamming the desk with his hand.

„I ALREADY TOLD YOU...“ principal is screaming too but not even looking at his son „...you said enough. Now it is up to me to investigate this matter. So please... let me do my job.“ Principal speaks in calm voice.

„So you don´t believe your OWN SON?“ Mathew approach his father.

„Of course I believe you...“ principal answer.

„But dad... look at me... This is the reason. I have broken nose. Because I caught them and Neil beat me for it...“ Mathew huffs in anger.

/ I cant believe this is really happening my mind is going crazy.

„Why dont you tell principal the truth about the party. What really happened ?“ am asking Mathew.

„I have witnesses that you Mathew... dragged me in that room...“ Mary speak with concern in her voice.

„Exactly... and if not for me and my classmates you would... harass teacher and even... cut her hair...“ emotions are getting best of me.

„WHAT? You are out of your minds?... Why would I do that?... Why dont you tell principal. My father... that you are the one with this wierd... behavior.“ Mathew laughs.

/ How can someone lied like this... with straigth face? I am shocked.

„I wonder if Miss told you about her past job. Hm???... I think not. You see there are this rumors that Miss Springfield is in this school because she was seducing students in her previous school...“ Mathew has smirk on his face.

/ Seducing student? I look at Mary.

„That is not true... There was a teacher that was hitting on me... and I refused him... He didnt like it at all. He was this macho type... so he start this rummors... that I am seducing students with my appearance. Which is not TRUE... But more and more parents started to be concern so I agreed to come to this school instead. Fresh start. But from day one Mathew start this nonsense. I refused him so many times. Told him I am not interested. But I guess he get what he wants. No matter the cost. Right? Mathew?“ she speak in disgustes tears flowing from her eyes.

/ So that's why she moved here. She basically pays for the fact that she looks good plus her very long black hair. Is it really true that a pretty woman has such problems in life? I put my hands on her lap to comfort her.

„Both of you... I understand you want to protect your relationship... BUT... this is not right. Miss Springfield you are 28 years old. You should know what this means...Right?... It is not okay... this kind of bond between a student and teacher. And what about Neils parents?“ principal again sound so annoyed.

/ And she is 28 years old ? God ... I didnt even ask her... Because she looks so young... trying to absorb this new informations.

I can see tears flow down her checks. She know this is wrong in so many ways. This must be more humiliating than her memory with Mathew in her office. She is a teacher. Her job is to teach us and guide us into our future. Not to build romance with us. My heart is aching because I know where this is going. The end of our relationship.

„But principal...I...“ I want to explain.

„Enough... I think I dont need to hear more... I am afraid this ends today...“ principal lean back in his chair.

I dont hear what principal is saying next. My thoughs just ignore him. My mind is in full swing now. I think and I think. One idea after another. I take the scripts in my head, but nothing that would get me out of this with Mary. After a while, I thought about the thought. Even though it's crazy. The only way I can think of is to get out of this. I close my eyes and clench my fingers. Forgive me, Mary. Please forgive me, parents. But this is the only way we can be saved.

„I am afraid it just can´t end...principal.“ I speak with strong voice.

He looks at me in surprise but with a certain amount of anger. He leans closer in my direction and puts his hands on the table again. The teacher also is looking directly at me with her teary eyes. Finally, I will say something that will change my whole life.

„It can't end... Because... Miss Springfield is my... WIFE.“ I said it with serious face.

To be continued...........