Patricia's POV

After last nights events I was a little more wary of my tutor, but I was still kinda looking forward to it. Mr Shepperson was looking particularly hot this morning, smoking in a revealing vest top and speedos. As he lounged casually in the doorway he eyed me up -perhaps a little more thoroughly than your average teacher would - before moving aside to let me into the gatehouse.

'Good morning Patricia' he smirked, 'I thought we'd start today with some, hmmm, biology.' The gap he'd left for me to get through the door was hardly big enough for a toddler to squeeze through, so I was forced to brush past Mr Shep on my way through. As I did so I flinched slightly, an action that(unfortunately) did not go unnoticed by my tutor. 'Patricia, my darling,' he whispered, grabbing my wrists so that I was drawn even closer towards him, 'I hope you're not scared of me. Afraid of me. Disgusted by me. Because we do, after all, have more than your average student teacher relationship.' He ran his long, wandering fingers through my hair, piercing my scalp with sharp nails that dug painfully into my skin. 'O-of course not, Sta- I mean Mr Shepperson.' I stammered. 'Good,' he smiled seductively, 'Then you'd better come in then!'

Eddie's POV

Patricia leaving so early left an empty space on the bed where she had been, and deprived me of my human hot water bottle (and so much more), so I soon decided that there was no use staying in bed. Instead I dressed and went and sat downstairs, supposedly doing some class work. Really, I was thinking about Patricia and what she and Mr Shepperson would be up to. When I first found out what exactly their 'sessions' involved I did feel a bit cheated on, but it soon became clear that what she learnt from Mr Shepperson really paid off in the bedroom. She'd suggested that I had a few lessons too, and he is a magnificent tutor - not afraid to experiment and has loads of cheeky tips. So, whatever Patricia was learning, I hoped she'd be able to transfer her new skills to make for a fun night tonight.

Patricia's POV

I was trying to get into the session, but the early start had had its consequences. Whilst Mr Shepperson talked me through some of the finer details of f***ing someone's arse off in bed, I was contending with a splitting headache, extreme nausea and a general desire to curl up in a ball and die.

'So, are we ready to try that one out?' Mr Shepperson asked, bringing me out of my self-pitying haze. 'Wha - oh, erm, sure. I...' I faded out, trying to disguise my lack of enthusiasm for anything that involved any effort today. As Mr Shepperson prepared me for some what he called 'hands on teaching', I felt the sickness welling up inside me. All I could think was, I do not want to do this now, I feel s**! Beads of sweat trickled down my forehead as I tried desperately to keep my mouth tight shut but, oh god, he was going in for it...

Eddie's POV

'Oh my god Patricia, what has happened to you?' I gawped, as my exhausted, sweaty and sick covered girlfriend dragged herself into the house.

'Shhhhhhh!' she cried, 'we can't let the others see me like this!' I agreed thoroughly (she looked truly dreadful) and hastily half carried her up to her room. 'I saw Joy go out with Jerry this morning and they won't be back for a while, so we're ok for now,' I explained when she still looked uncomfortable. 'But what happened?' 'Ugh, it was awful. I feel awful,' she groaned, lying back on the bed. 'I was feeling really sick, but Mr Shepperson insisted - you know how he is -' I nodded sympathetically. 'So anyway, he went in for, you know, oral, and I couldn't do anything to stop this.' she gestured towards her vomit stained clothes. For once, she did not look remotely good.

Patricia's POV

Eddie was so kind to me. Considering that I was sweating horribly, so weak and miserable feeling that I could hardly stand and covered in my own sick, he didn't hold back. After kindly and carefully showering me (getting his new and very expensive jacket soaked in the process), he wrapped me up in my duvet, placed a wet flannel on my head and a bucket and glass of water by my side and went off to get Trudy.