Teacher:
"Do it again." Tenshi said firmly, wearing a pair of shorts and the sweater she had bought yesterday with the outfit.
She was teaching Matt a round house kick with a few alterations that she had picked up in ballet classes.
Well, trying too teach him that is.
"I don't have the balance!" He grumbled for the thousandth time, longing for his games, but refusing too leave Tenshi as she mindlessly swung her hips too Bad Girlfriend, blasting from the radio she had brought in.
She sighed, taking position, and agilely swinging her leg around and up in a suggestive way that shouldn't even be physically possible. She held it for fifty seconds, long enough for Matt too start fantasizing, and then went back too a casual standing position, unaware of Matt's heady stare.
Not only did he like her personality, but her body as well.
He was a sucker for ballet chicks.
"Like that," she said, referring too the kick. He nodded, trying again, and moving in a jerky, uncoordinated fashion and fell on his back. He took her proffered hand and brushed himself off.
"Let me help."
She moved small hands, positioning him before helping him twist. She was pressed too his back, supporting his thigh unaware of his bodies reaction and his hearts wild sprint, until he fainted.
"Um… Matt?"