Bad girl at the tutoring
It was a fucking day at school again. Just because I flirted with a classmate, I was sentenced to detention. Barely arrived there, the old George sat and complained that I was late. He asked me how I imagine my future and without a test, I would not get ahead. I only meant to him that there are other ways to pass a test. Since I was immediately clapped to the head that I only think of sex. But the good teacher would help and got me a biology object. Finally a good tutoring idea.