(Be my bitch and let me fuck your brains out)

'Seriously?' Looking at the sent text, Max felt embarrassed.

'It sounds like an amateur, I should be cautious with my words just like with Sophia's. It all turned out well at the end.'

Sophia was a girl with no character but the same couldn't be said for Kats. She would make sure to strike back if she could. And saying he would fuck her brains was so amateur that she would think he was a hungry loser eager to release his cum.

'Well then, I should take precautions.'

(No panties, 11:30)

"What?"

Back in the restroom, Kats was left speechless by the next text she received. Feeling both disgust and rage by confidence of her blackmail.

"What a loser"

While she already marked him as a loser, she didn't dare have the thought of enticing a few boys to come to the locker room and hide in wait for him.

'I can handle this the woman way, all dicks have their soft point.'

The fact that he wanted to fuck didn't seem to bother her in fact. Believing she would get all the job done with her mouth before it came to that, she hurriedly arranged her boobs in a tempting manner before making for the exit.

…

"Uhm… Max?"

A woman wearing black corporate dress called out to him as he made to stand up from his seat.

Hearing his name and the familiarity of the voice, seemingly not wanting erk his hare. He paused to look at the pretty petite lady who stood at the entrance of the empty classroom.

Feigning surprise, his usually composed demeanor fractured to reveal confusion amidst it.

"Miss Linda?" Barely given a moment to fall in act while trying to hide the bulge at the center of his pants, he called her name with a lost look.

The way she dressed had changed, even though the alluring part of her skin was mostly hidden. Her overall body figure and the impressive size of her breasts unbefitting of her petite figure was outlined by the black blouse she was on.

Lost in the sight for a moment, he recalled they weren't having anything science or biology until tomorrow.

'What could she be doing here then?

Oh dummy, she's here for me. The thoughts of me all week must have driven her crazy that she wanted to see her little hero.' Just as he made to adjust the bulge, her voice came over following the sound of her steps.

"Uhm… I wanted to give you this." Soon she was right before him while he pretended to be in a struggle with a particular something in his bag.

"Here." Her voice became particularly low as she stretched forth her hand to reveal what was in it.

A fancy little pen.

Appearing speechless, he cooly received it while she shly avoided his eyes, saying…

"I wanted to thank you for really helping me out the other day…"

"Hmmm. You look more pretty Miss Linda."

"Ah…sorr… sorry… I didn't know."

Hearing her panic stricken stuttering voice, his brows etched for a moment in puzzlement before realization befell him.

In her coil attempt to avert his gaze, glancing downward, she chanced upon the bulge between his legs. Throwing her into panic.

'I lowered my guard and this happens the next instant.'

"See… you later."

Unable to say a single word, he watched her hurriedly walk out of the class.

Imagining the frontal sight of her dangling tits, he frustratedly placed his hand on his forehead.

'Now what?'

'Surely not her' pushing back the thought of texting Sophia, he decided against going out and sat back down.

…

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Finally, the long awaited hour came after hours of silent endearment.

Basketball was held solely on Mondays while Soccer was held alongside the general sports on Wednesdays. A quick warm up from weekends to keep the student active and lively. Those who couldn't play would come to spectate and cheer their teams up.

Unfortunately, as an Elite School there were few exceptionally good at sport or loved anything about it in particular. For the lesser classes, it was seen as a ground to even things with class 1 and 2 boys who were usually very arrogant.

In one word, it was a battle ground.

"Off off we go"

"I was waiting to even things during the Soccer match, but I suddenly can't wait to pay them back for what they did to you."

As everyone reared to head to the basketball court, four exceptionally tall boys entered the class. Removing their jackets and untucking their shirts.

Pathing ways for them, the rest of the class began revealing excited expressions at their arrival.

Because when it came to the exceptional few at sport, Ace,Jude, Daniel and Philip were the pride of the lower classes which comprised o Class 3 to 5. Against 1 and 2.

Last week, Lorenzo under Kats bewitchment had dealt a serious blow to a boy from Class 5. And as per tradition. The lower classes using their ace would make sure to beat the teams composed of Class 1 and 2 when it came to anything sport related.

"Let's go pay them back."...

Meanwhile, watching as they gathered escorted the boy out of the class. He shook his head lightly, before taking a glance at his phone which just received a new text.

(Who are you?) It was from Kats.

In reaction,his expression didn't falter. Instead deep within his eyes, but concealed, was a raging lust.

Excluding the ten minutes, he was going to wait till the locker room was out of use. The whole game at maximum was going to take 40 minutes, with a minimum of 32 minutes.

He had 30 minutes at best to do with Kats .

'Times up.'

After dwelling in the absent classroom for minutes. He agilely stood up . Upon receiving another text from Kats.

(Where are you?)