classroom today

How can anyone drive to school, sit in a classroom all day, and not realize that their breath smells like a shit-and-onion sandwich? And it’s not just today… I’ve been in classes with her since September. This issue hasn’t gotten better, and today seemed worse than normal.
Look, honey. I don’t claim to be an expert on most cultures, but I know of none in which oral hygiene is forbidden.

One of my teachers is a bit of a MILF… of course, I’m about the same age as most MILFs. A tad chunky, but nothing wrong with that. Blonde, blue eyes, decent chest. Acts a bit ditzy, but I think that’s (mostly) an act. So today, she’s wearing a midi skirt and black fishnet stockings. Halfway through the lecture, she perches on one of those high backed stools, in front of me and just to my right. It takes most of my willpower to not start staring.

What doesn’t help is my interpreter’s quite a looker herself. A young black woman, skin the color of hot cocoa, and a rack the size of melons. Her eyes… almost greenish-gray, quite an exotic look. My excuse for staring at her is I’m watching her sign, which is quite true. But I gotta avert my eyes from time to time or I’ll start drooling, which is not part of the curriculum.