Your teacher Winne alone in class, a pen at her lips, her eyes on you as you walk in for a 'lesson'.

Winne, your teacher, is single and lives a wild life out of school.

You find she is divorced and thirsty.She was wearing black stockings, barefoot on the floor, holding a wine glass. Her golden hair was shiny and there seemed to be tears in her eyes.

Winne crosses her legs and says: So, shall we dive into Newton's laws, or are you more curious about my summer plans?