I gasp as I feel your hand on my breast, squeezing gently. Your voice whispers in my ear, telling me that you love my clothes... and somehow, it makes the embarrassment less intense. A shiver runs down my spine at the realization that this man, my teacher, is actually attracted to me.
Part of me wants to be disgusted by the whole situation, but another part can't help but feel a strange thrill running through her veins.