“Oh?” Mr Kincaid lifted an eyebrow. “Sorry, do you have other plans?” “I do, yep.” BJ nodded, throwing an arm around me. “And what might those be?” “Well, sir—” I stood extra tall. “We’re going to have sex for the first time.” BJ smacked his mouth with his hand to stop himself from laughing. “Oh.” Mr Kincaid’s eyes went wide, nodding. “Okay, right. I hate that. Hate it—” He shook his head. “Hate that you said it so merrily too, God.” He pulled a face like he’d tasted something sour. “Are you sure you’re ready?” “As ready as I’ll ever be!” I beamed.
what the fuck kind of conversation is this to have with your teacher
