Every time I chose a warm bed, soft curves, and another filthy session over a lecture, I thought I could easily make up for it later. Now, sitting in front of Mrs. Claire, it was suddenly obvious that all those skipped classes had finally caught up with me, and the realization was a lot less fun than the memories.
"Well… you could just fine me, right?" I asked, trying to keep my tone light and unconcerned. If it was only about paying some money or dealing with an internal punishment, I could handle that easily.
At that moment, I was still hoping the whole attendance issue was something that could be fixed with a simple penalty rather than a real academic problem.
"If it were in my hands, I would have fined you in some way," Mrs. Claire said, her gaze briefly dropping to the noticeable bulge in my pants.
