Parent-Teacher Conference – Instructing the Teacher
Jean Banks was waiting for her student Mark’s mother to arrive for their scheduled Parent-Teacher Conference.
Susan Jones was 10 minutes late. Jean was starting to get worried that she might not make it.
Susan walked in the door to the classroom. She looked like who did it and ran. Her hair was wild, and her clothes looked like she had put them on in the dark. It wasn’t the impression she wanted to give her son’s teacher, but feeling like she was, she didn’t care too much about her appearance.
“Hello Ms. Jones., I was afraid you wouldn’t make it today,”
Susan looked over at the teacher. She was wearing a simple sundress over her lean figure. Her brown, shoulder-length hair had wavy curls in it. Cute, in an innocent, young adult way.
“Ms. Banks, sorry I’m late. I had to…take care of someone.” She smirked as she said it.
“Oh, that’s okay, these things happen.”
Susan looked at the teacher with a smile. The teacher seemed to want to not make waves. She’d be in her rights to be annoyed by a parent being late for their scheduled appointment. Susan decided to see how far she could get with Ms. Jean Banks, grade school teacher. She’d enjoy toying with her.