Rachel looked down at the book in front of her, Shakespeare’s ‘Romeo and Juliet’. She was finding it hard to concentrate – English was so very boring and her thoughts kept on drifting off to other places; Miss Taylor was stood two desks away talking with one of the other girls, her back to Rachel, and her beautiful teacher the cause of Rachel’s distraction.

Rachel had struggled with feelings for her pretty English teacher ever since the very first moment she had set eyes on her on the first day of the new school term only three weeks ago. This was Miss Taylor’s first year teaching at the girl’s sixth form school as a newly qualified English Literature teacher. She had started her first lesson with Rachel’s class nervously, but this was all but ignored by Rachel, the teenager unexpectedly and immediately intoxicated by her incredible new teacher. The impact Miss Taylor’s striking beauty and playful blond bob had on Rachel was instant and shocking. Details such as these on other girls were simply not something that Rachel took any notice of, but in Miss Taylor’s case the combination was absolutely mesmerising; Rachel not remembering anything from that first lesson apart from this confusing infatuation.

At first these feelings were a little disorienting for a 17 year old girl; although Rachel knew she was a late bloomer and there was still a lot she did not know about the changes happening to her body, she was still surprised and more than a little scared by the sudden rush of sickly excitement whenever she was near Miss Taylor. The fact that she did not immediately recognise these new feelings as an adolescent lust was not helped by the fact that she was feeling this odd longing for another girl. It confused her, it worried her but it excited her all at the same time.

For the first few weeks Rachel was uncomfortable whenever she made eye contact with Miss Taylor; every time she looked into those deep hazel eyes she felt an overwhelming rush of panic, excitement and a strange heat deep in the pit of her stomach, something that was like a glorious ache, an ache that needed to be satisfied but Rachel did not know how. Each time she caught her stunning gaze Rachel quickly averted her eyes, the girl scared that Miss Taylor might detect these weird feelings within her just from her look.

To add to her strange predicament Rachel was forced to wrestle with these unfamiliar and uncomfortable feelings completely alone; the girl unable to talk to any of her friends about them, the teenager unavoidably embarrassed, Rachel knowing all too well that her childish classmates would be less than sympathetic if they realised she had a strange obsession with their young female teacher.

But then, last night, when Rachel lay awake, a now familiar insomnia brought on by the racing thoughts of her beautiful English teacher again disturbing her sleep, she had found that the fingers of her right hand had unconsciously reached up to her small nipple, teasing and pulling at it pleasurably. At that moment, as the surprising new feelings of electric pleasure flowed from her lightly stimulated breast, she suddenly realised that this was more than just an odd crush – this was a deep desire and a powerful lust. At that moment she knew that she was feeling a strong sexual attraction to Miss Taylor – even though she was her teacher and even though she was a girl! These were new, exciting and very scary feelings, but, after wrestling with this frightening revelation for a few worrying moments – the conflict of her sexuality the most troubling aspect – Rachel realised that she could not ignore the strength of these feelings regardless of who they were for. After examining the depth of her attraction toward Miss Taylor and coming to terms with this shocking same-sex crush, she realised that this should be enjoyed, nurtured and experimented with. The girl had definitely never felt anything like this before, but Miss Taylor had awoken something wonderful in Rachel, something that Rachel now wanted to explore to its fullest extent.

For today’s lesson Miss Taylor had opted for a conservative look; the young teacher wearing a sensible grey pinstripe pencil skirt and a white blouse.