Passing Sex Ed

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The bell rang and like every day at school the whole class gets up to leave in a fury. Miss. Tailor shouted out the last of the homework assignment over the chatter of the class. Miss. Tailor was a sexy, short haired brunette who had slightly larger breasts for her frame. Be only 28, she acted a mature 35, and every guy in her class was glad they had such a pretty Sex Ed teacher and I liked her just the same. I was sitting in the first row farthest from the door; I had just turned and gotten up when I felt a hand grab my shoulder. Sit down, we need to talk about your grades Miss Tailor said. Her tone told me that she was not happy with me. Why should shy be, in her class I have made nothing but D's and F's the whole school year. Being a senator and graduation in a month, I didn't care that I was failing my Sex Ed class. Sitting back down I watched as Miss. Tailor finished up talking to another student and when they left and the room was quite just leaving me and Miss. Tailor. Miss Tailor began I'm not going to sugar coat this for you, Seann, you will fail my class. Even if you made a 115 on the next test it will still put you average below a D. And I know you think that being a senior and passing your others classes that we will just over look an elative like Sex Ed, right? I was not sure what to say. Umm, yea