An encounter with my tutor
She walked into the lab, dressed in high heel boots and a white overcoat, with her long brown hair held up with just a pencil and glasses she walks over to her desk and picks up a pen then turned to the board and wrote her name, you can call me “Mrs Roberts” As she said this I can feel her eyes staring at me. She moves from behind her desk and sits on top of it with her legs crossed, she unbuttons her lab coat and I can see her black knee length pencil skirt. I can feel myself loosing control, it’s wrong she is my tutor, but she is so hot. I must have gone into a day dream, as all I hear is, ” Erin, you need to stay behind after class …