“Thank You, Sir!”
McKenzie is known to be a little trouble maker in school, and also a very slutty girl. She wears the school uniform with a little bit of taste. She has on a short plaid skirt, a white button down shirt, knee high socks, and black heels. For her third week in a row she is in detention once again. She walks to the bulletin board with the detention schedule on it.

“Hmm.” she says as she reads the list. “Mr. McKinnon has detention today.” She says to herself with a smirk as McKenzie makes her way down to his room, she’s eager to make him want her. She walks into his room and sits in the desk in front of his.

“Hello, Mr. McKinnon.” McKenzie says in a snobby voice. He’s sitting at his desk grading papers. He has on a white Polo shirt, gray slacks, and black dress shoes.
He responds with a smile, “Hello McKenzie, nice to see you here again, what are you in here for this time? Inappropriate behavior with other students or just dressing like a little slut?”

“Well, maybe all of the above or to see you again,” she says putting her feet on the desk.
He gives her a devilish smile, “Nice to see you still have your sense of humor. It’s a shame you don’t have a sense of fashion with that, but I do see that your boobs look a little bigger, did you get a boob job or did you finally hit puberty?” He laughs at his own joke, but McKenzie doesn’t find it amusing and gives him the middle finger.

“I do have a sense of fashion! Here’s my question. Why are you looking at my boobs anyway, Mr. McKinnon? Isn’t that against some kind of law or does your wife not treat you right?” she says in a seductive voice.

“If fashion means dressing like a slut than yes, you do have a sense of fashion, and well you don’t button your shirt past your bra so we can all see, I’m only human and I have to look. I’m certain it is a good sight and I can’t deny it. I’m afraid I do not have a wife.” He says looking her in the eyes.