UG/To thank him for his help then quickly leave for your next class.

From Create Your Own Story

You smile nervously and say, "Thanks, Mr. Bitch, I really want to thank you for helping me with my grades"

Mr. Birch is not happy at your slip of the tongue, as his glare becomes even more intimidating, you stand up to walk out of the room to head to your next class.

At the end of the day, you head to the axillary library, a small room connected to the school's library. You sigh, enter the room, and sit down waiting.

After about five minutes of waiting Jake walks in. He's so handsome and cool, and you know he's currently dating the most mean girl in the school.

He takes a look at you, sighs in disappointment, and sits down with a book open in front of him, not interested in making eye contact with you throughout talking about the first few pages of a biology lesson.

After about 15 minutes of awkward interaction, he looks up, starts checking you out from head to toe, and asks, "What do you say we just forget this whole thing?"

"What?"

"Let's just get this over with today. I can just tell them that we finished all our tutoring for the two weeks in this session, sign your slip of paper, and we can be done."

Thinking that you aren't really that dumb when it comes to biology anyway, you silently agree.

"Good. All you have to do is show me your boobs," he says.

"What?!" you exclaim.

"Look. I don't want to be here any more than you do, but if I can get something out of this I will risk getting in trouble in order to hasten this tutoring process."

"Why do you want to see my breasts?" you ask.

"Well, I've always secretly thought you had the best body of all the other girls in our grade. We're all still young, but your body is developing so nicely, and I even think I'm starting to become attracted to you. What do you say? Let's have a little fun!"

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