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Hello? Miss Kennedy?

Maya.

Miss Kennedy?

Does your mother allow you to be on the phone this late?

I'm 18, ma 'am.

And I am at the school grading papers.

I'm sorry.

I'm interrupting.

I just had a quick question.

It's okay.

I can't help it if I ended up with the world's biggest teacher's pet as a

student.

I deny that I enjoy hearing your voice.

You do?

What are you up to, Miss Maya?

I had a question about our English homework.

It's in the second stanza of Gidlow's poem.

The question asks to underline...

where the metaphor is, but I'm lost.

Read me the poem?

I take her hand and bring her to night's garden.

She laughs.

For what will be done there, I ask no more pardon.

Ah, yes, this is...

The poem about the lesbian lover?

Yeah.

I'll give you a hint.

Imagine... Imagine you have a lover.

And your parents invite them over for

dinner. You want them, they want you.

And you want to invite them to your bedroom later to be intimate.

Perhaps the two of you have come up

with a code word that represents sex.

What word would you choose?

I don't know.

I guess banana.

Okay.

Banana.

And how would you use it?

I would say, hey, do you want to

go eat a banana?

Not very subtle, but it works.

Metaphors are like that.

It's like a code word. So instead of talking about sex, you would be talking

about bananas.

Except the banana...

Okay. I get it. Good girl.

When you want someone like that.

When you want someone desperately.

You can code words.

Or stare at them obsessively.

And let your stare linger a bit longer than normal.

You might even find yourself wearing... Things you never thought you'd find

yourself in.

Something... Bloody to get her to...

their, their attention.

Maybe stay up past regular hours.

Have you ever felt like that, Ms. Kennedy?

Yes,

I have, Maya.

In fact, There's someone in my life that I feel that

way about right now.

It's been hard to think about anything else, to be honest.

I am, well, I guess I'm kind of.

My desire a bit of an obsession and

Maya

Are

you touching yourself?

No

I'm sorry, um, that was a bit of an invasive question anyway.

It's okay.

But if... if you were masturbating...

that would be... awfully inappropriate

of you.

And I would...

I would have a hard time not shaming you for being a naughty, dirty little slut.

Yes.

I would be so naughty of me.

Miss Kennedy, I would be such a naughty girl

if I were to do something like that.

Touching myself.

The sound of your voice.

You know, but at my age, there are just, there's some things you cannot do.

And it's best to stop them before.

I should go, Maya. Wait.

Goodbye.

Good morning, Miss Kennedy.

Good morning. Take a seat, Maya.

Can we talk later, please?

I think you should take a seat.

Class, I will have you put everything on the ground except for a number two

pencil. It is pop quiz time.

Miss Kennedy.

It is not appropriate for a teacher to be answering a student's phone calls at

this hour, Maya. Good night.

Why are you doing this?

You started this. You made me crazy about you.

I'm a virgin.

You shouldn't have made me feel these feelings if you had no intention of

pursuing them.

Good night, Maya.

So, who would like to share now?

I have a poem I'd like to share, Miss Kennedy.

As you wish.

You have no idea what you do to me.

I dream and ache.

that you put your hands on me.

I've locked my mind and become enraged.

By the fire of love inside my veins, if you let me, Miss Kennedy, I'll make you

come. Enough! Enough! That's enough.

Detention.

No question

Yeah

Thank you.

I'm hungry.

I have a question.

Yes?

I take her hand and bring her to night's garden.

She laughed.

For what will be done there, I ask no man pardon.

Did you really think I got detention by accident?

I can't do this.

What's wrong with me? Why can't I stop thinking about you?

You are just a filthy

little slut, aren't you?

You're driving me

crazy.

Oh, I just can't stop thinking about you.

Every single night.

You have no idea how mutual that feeling has been.

I see the way you look at me. I cannot

keep my eyes off of you.

Beautiful.

Beautiful brown eyes.

It's taken everything in me to hold back.

You make me feel.

After that, I was on the phone. I just couldn't wait any longer.

I needed it.

Good girl, Maya.

Is this what you've been thinking

about? In your room at night?

When you're calling me?

You're a filthy, filthy little slut.

I'll be a good girl for you, Miss Kennedy.

Good girl.

Good girl.

Good girl, Maria.

Right there.

That's good girl.

Right there.

I'm never going to look at these eyes the same when I'm looking at you in

pretty tone of yours remember that naughty fucking tongue of yours that

naughty things in class in front of everybody so she gets detention isn't

right isn't that right oh fuck yes yes

Such a mighty little thing.

You're doing so well.

How often is it wet like this when you're sitting in class?

All the time. Every day.

Drip all over your feet.

I've been wanting to do this all semester.

All semester?

Yeah.

Naughty girl, Maya.

You rub that clit on my leg and get yourself up.

Show me what a naughty girl you can be. I will.

Naughty girl.

My dirty, filthy, little slut you are.

Such a good job.

I'm going to do a good belt.

You're a good girl.

Oh, just your hands on me.

Just your hands on me.

Those filthy fucking hands that wrote that naughty poem.

Are you ready for this one?

Do you like that?

I hated how much I liked it.

I was going to say the same. I just can't believe it.

You know,

if you keep acting up in class, I might just have to bring you back to detention

and over and over so you can pay for that filthy fucking mouth of yours.

You live it to me every day.

patient.

I do.

I like that. You have very good instincts.

Oh, that's it.

Oh, do that just like that, Maya.

Just like that.

Uh -huh.

I'm so eager.

I'm going to touch your 30th blood.

I'm going to let your tea tree in on our desk.

Yes, please.

So good.

Oh, you were ready.

You thought I was just going to give it to you.

Oh, please. Good girl.

Don't make me wait any longer. I can't take it.

How do you think I've felt the last few months with you in my class?

When you wear those small, short little skirts, you tantalize

me.

I'm glad you noticed.

Yeah, I know that it's shorter than the dress code.

It's better than my dreams.

My daydreams at my desk.

Naughty girl.

You started it.

You did this to me.

You really meant that when you said you were a virgin on the phone.

I'm so lucky to get this.

I feel dreamy.

And most students don't require quite this much special attention.

I want you all fours on my desk.

Pencil detention hasn't exactly been that much of a punishment for you.

I think you deserve a few spankings for that stunt you pulled in class.

That stunt you pulled in class was really inappropriate, Maya.

Dirty little blood skit.

Yes. Well, you like it. It turns you on, doesn't it?

It does, yeah. Yeah?

You're crazy.

This is fun for you, Kennedy.

Oh, fuck.

I love you.

I love you.

Oh...

Yeah. Yeah.

I think Liam is gonna be...