The bell rang a alluring call to attention. Miss Temptation entered the room a vision of illicit desire. Her curves were barely contained by her disciplined attire His attention was drawn a little too long perhaps. He dreamed congratulating her on Teacher's Day Her lecture began but his mind wandered to more personal scenarios. He saw her smiling in a private moment He pictured a naughty thought a sly grin on her face The longing grew a fiery passion. He felt a surge of thrill imagining her ecstasy His thoughts ran wild. He yearned for a Teacher's Day that was far from innocent The empty room became a stage for his taboo desires. A mischievous grin crossed his face He hungered for her caress a gift of raw lust The memories of her body filled his mind He felt a draw to her a magnetic force He saw her in a glimpse of pure surrender The thought of her desire was an obsession He imagined her look meeting his a wordless challenge A bouquet of roses a symbol of both romance and longing Her image a lingering presence in his mind A provocative stance in his thoughts He felt her pleasure as if it were his own The contours of her body a symphony of beauty He imagined her eyes on him a promise in their depth The scandal that might follow was a small price to pay