The fluorescent lights flickered overhead, and the bell rang to alert students that class was starting. The squeak of the marker against the whiteboard was drowned out by the chatter of students, and Miss Moore scribbled her name while the few people in class finished up their conversations.
“I’m so glad you all could join the sexual education class that the school has offered. I know this sort of topic isn’t normally discussed at your age, and it may seem a bit late in your development to be discussing sex, but trust me, there are always things you can still learn.” Miss Moore’s striking blue eyes darted towards Chris, who was seated in the front row, and her gaze seemed to let him know that she knew how inexperienced he was, though he thought it may have been all in his imagination.
Miss Moore sat on the edge of her desk, facing the class. Her button-up blouse was open at the top, showing off her cleavage, and her black pencil skirt hugged her curvaceous hips. Her scarlet hair was pinned up in a messy bun, and she lowered the glasses on the bridge of her nose as she addressed the class.