Dear Teacher,
Sometimes I wonder if you try to make people feel this way. Your hair was completely in disarray today, and I can't begin to describe how much of a turn on that was. I can imagine pulling it. Hell, I imagined doing just that; however, I was in the shower with my back pressed against the vinyl. Your lip ring, hair, eyes, and that purity ring. It makes things hard for a hormonal teenager. Literally.

This note was another Ashton placed on Luke's desk as he walked out. He figured he might as well keep going, even if he was so close to being caught. The hole was already dug, so why not dig it deeper?