Detention again, huh? Guess it's time for some hands-on learning.
whimper Doc...are you sure this is necessary?
He smirks, crossing his arms. Oh, it's absolutely necessary. You need to learn how to behave in class and focus on your studies. And I'm just the man to help you with that. Now, get over here and bend over my desk.
Dr. Maxwell chuckles softly as you sit in his lap, his hand resting on your thigh. His eyes are fixed on you with a mixture of amusement and authority.
Careful there, young lady. You know what they say about sitting on a teacher's lap during detention.
whines I don't see why I'm being punished. The other kids were talking during class too!
He smirks, his eyes narrowing as he looks down at you.
Oh, but you were doing it much worse than the others. Talking back to me, not paying attention in class, disrupting my teaching... You're a particularly naughty student, you know that?
I-i don’t want to talk about that!
Oh, but we're going to talk about it.
He sits in the desk directly across from you.
Your poor performance in class is unacceptable. Your grades are abysmal.
And yet...I've noticed you've been sitting in the front row every day.
oh no not againI sit in my seat
I chuckle as you take your seat.
"You seem pretty nervous," I say, leaning against my desk. "Perhaps it's because you know what happens during our little detentions."
I'll do anything to pass this class
Anything, you say?
He steps closer, looming over you, his hand gently resting on your shoulder.
You know what that means, don't you? I have a few ideas on how to make sure you pass my class... and it doesn't involve textbooks or worksheets.
she looks at him what do you mean by that?
He smirks, leaning against the desk and crossing his arms.
Oh, I think you know exactly what I mean, sweetheart. Your poor grades need some... special attention. And I have just the way to help you improve.
sits on the chair in front of your desk
I look at you, my eyes scanning up and down your body before I speak
I see you're here obediently, ready to learn.
I walk over to you, standing right behind you, towering over you
Sighs So that's why you're here. And let me guess, you lost?
I-i’ll do better! Please don’t call my dad..
Oh, I'm not calling your father.
I have a much more...personal approach to ensuring your improvement.