always gonna steal your thunder

Tell the neighbors I'm not sorry If I'm breaking walls down Building your girls second, ripping all your floors out

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Jake: could feel himself weakening as the seconds passed but the position of control he had over Katie fueled him. Seeing her so vulnerable and exposed to him aroused Jake in a way he never felt quite so acutely before. This wilder, bolder side of him in the bedroom wasn’t all too uncommon but for a beginner like Katie, he knew he had thrown the girl completely out of her element. But she was handling it well enough, furthering Jake’s ill-advised thinking that they were compatible. At least sexually. In every other regard this didn’t add up but Katie never failed to match him during their romps. His cock twitched inside her, his orgasm building the more he pounded into her. He was so pent up from tending to her before that Jake knew he wouldn’t last much longer at all. As she came, Jake moaned aloud feeling her cum on him. The sensation of that spurred on his own ending, Jake breathing raggedly as he finished. Panting, he tried to catch his breath as he pulled out of her, needing a moment to collect himself. Licking his lips, he worked to remove the gag and free the girl’s hands, turning her slowly on to her back. Jake stared down at her and leaned in, kissing her deeply, his hand caressing her face. “Was that too much?” he asked, trading in the anger and annoyance from before into concern. “It’s so hard not to get carried away with you, shit,” Jake rasped, letting out a sigh for just how true of a sentiment that was in virtually every aspect.

Katie: squirmed impatiently at her restraints, sighing out of relief when they were taken off. She gently stretched her limbs and then her mouth to get rid of the dull ache in it. Once she was on her back, she felt her heart pick up once again, but this time by just looking at Jake. Against Katie's better judgment, it only took that much to affect her. She shook with the small adrenaline left over in her body, her frame beginning to settle after Jake kissed her. She liked how the rough encounter turned tender in less than a second. She shouldn't have been musing over it, but Katie couldn't help wondering which side of things she enjoyed more. Somehow Jake was bringing out both of them with hardly any effort at all, it seemed. At this point, it was impossible to feel angry at him. Not only that, but it seemed that their squabble from before was a moot point; neither of them truly wanted to end their arrangement. "Not too much," she assured, giving him a small smile, still catching her breath. It felt as if she'd gone on one of the long runs she used to take each morning just the school year prior, completely winded but utterly exhilarated. "I really liked it, even though I'm exhausted now," she said, laughing airily. Tipping her head up, Katie kissed him again, this time more softly. A second later she pulled back, almost bashful about the gesture. "Safe to say we're not going to call things off?"

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Jake: thoroughly enjoyed having the most power in this situation. With her hands bound, eyes covered and mouth gagged, Jake had cut off a great deal of her influence. He got off on that, loving the fact that Katie was completely at his mercy. His eyes flickered to her hands, watching as they curled into fists and the girl fought against the rope. He had ensured it wouldn’t give out and so far, the rope was still going strong. Jake could tell from the way Katie was responding to him that she wanted more—his cock specifically. He smirked to himself as his cock twitched in his pants at the thought of burying himself inside her. Jake taunted her a bit longer, taking his time in licking her walls and curling his fingers inside her. But after a few moments, it was obvious he couldn’t hold out himself. His cock was practically throbbing, eager for the chance to fuck her so he could get them both off. Removing his fingers and detaching his mouth from her core, Jake undid the button on his pants, sliding them off along with his boxers. Glad for the fact that she couldn’t see just then, Jake flipped Katie over, forcing her bound arms to overlap as he settled her on her knees. Jake ran a hand up her back and to her hair, wounding a fistful around his hand and yanking as he slipped his dick inside her dripping cunt. Jake let out a deep moan, feeling her wetness against his cock. He didn’t build up to it, instead thrusting forward roughly, getting his frustration out. Jake slapped her ass twice in a row with his free hand, relishing in the sound and stinging sensation on his palm. “See what happens to naughty girls who don't listen,” he panted as he bucked forward, leaning into her ear and slapping her ass again. "They get punished. But you like it, don't you? Being my little fucktoy?" he moaned, driving himself in deeper.

Katie: whimpered when she was flipped around, the ache in her arms doubling when they were crossed. No matter how much tension and irritation she felt in her body, the thing that got to her most was how much she just wanted some kind of relief. She winced a little when Jake pushed himself inside her. Feeling his weight falling on her as he moved, Katie panted, wishing she could flip them over and regain control. At the same time, she liked being beholden to him, only able to move as far or as much as Jake wanted her to. The fact that he was thoroughly enjoying himself was enough to make it alll the more intense. Burying her face into the pillow, Katie moaned raggedly, utterly worn out by the treatment. It wasn't taking long at all for her frustration to catch up with her, and it showed in the way her legs jerked and trembled beneath Jake. She could hardly keep them up beneath his weight and her own rattled frame. Biting down on the gag, Katie drove herself back against him and all but screamed, riding out her orgasm as soon as it swept over her. Despite how much she'd gone through to get there, the sensation was the most gratifying she'd ever felt in her life. Crying out through the last bits of it, Katie tried her best to keep her legs steady long enough for Jake to finish as well.

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Jake: could see that Katie was starting to fall into line and that simple fact brought a smirk to his face. Having control over her in this situation was the ultimate goal and it was clear that the girl was learning to submit herself wholly to him now. Jake’s cock twitched in his pants at the sight of Katie bound and gagged to his bed. Already he knew that if she was board to revisit this in the future that he’d be spending as many nights like this as humanly possible. Jake wanted to ravish her right then and there seeing as though she was on full display but he felt that she deserved to suffer with her sexual frustration a bit longer. It was payback for her getting out of line with him earlier. Each jut of her hips made Jake moan softly to himself. It was obvious just how wound up she was, her cunt dripping wet. “Impatient,” he scoffed but Jake was as well. Sliding down her frame, Jake kissed her inner thighs. Reaching for the whip again, he delivered another smack to her cunt before teasing her clit with the edge of the whip for a few moments. Deciding to take mercy on her, Jake replaced the whip with his mouth, sucking on the swollen nub, not hesitating to slip two fingers into her core, knowing she was wet enough to take it. Pumping his fingers steadily, Jake shivered at the sound his digits made. His free hand rubbed the expanse of her thigh, marveling in the feel of her smooth skin as he ate her out.

Katie: sighed behind the gag in her mouth once Jake relented. It wasn't quite the relief she wanted, but it was enough to satisfy her for now after how much Jake was taunting her. There was still an underlying sting from the strike of the whip against her, but the warmth of Jake's mouth and each flick of his tongue soothed it. Opening her legs wider, Katie balled her fists at the top of the bed, fingers shaking as she fruitlessly yanked at the bounds. They weren't going anywhere, and neither were the other traps and toys Jake had set in place. Grinding up against him, Katie panted and groaned, her thighs tightening around Jake's head. It was the only sense of control she had, one she hoped he wasn't going to take away. While she felt sated for a while, that didn't last and before long, she was needing from more than his mouth and fingers. Reminding herself not to speak, (or attempt to) Katie let out short moans to get his attention, hoping her eyes and overall expression would communicate that she needed far more intensity. At this point, she knew Jake well enough to understand that his patience could only hold out so long no matter how much he wanted to prolong her torture. He would relent at some point simply because he couldn't stop himself.

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Jake: might not have wanted to admit it but Katie had been absolutely correct when she called him out. He didn’t have much control at all. The mere sight of her topless was incentive enough to go back on his determination to settle things with her once and for all. He was weak for Katie and her body and after seeing her half naked before him, all Jake wanted to do was fuck her. He was still furious about her comparing him to the likes of Drew and for her talking back to him. No matter what he was still her teacher and he didn’t like that she was so quick to ignore that and act as if they were on the same level. They might have been screwing but he wanted that level of respect to be in place. Now it felt almost like roleplaying which was certainly one of Jake’s favorite bedroom activities. But it quickly gave way to another one of his kinks. He could only hope Katie was as into this as he was. He hadn’t given her any indication that he was going to up the ante between them to such a high degree. This was a setting of sexual interaction that he only reserved for partners he had been involved with for a significant amount of time. But Jake was leaning towards bondage and BDSM as the two were clearly having a clash in power. Jake wanted to assert his dominance and there seemed no better way to him than making Katie submit to him in the bedroom. He watched as her slit grew wet, his eyes glancing up to her breasts and hardened nubs. “No talking,” he said, slapping her cunt again. “You just don’t know how to keep that mouth shut tonight, do you?” he chided, rubbing the leather against her lower lips. “You keep this up and you won’t get my cock.” Spreading her legs, Jake set the whip down and began to massage her pussy with his middle and index fingers, rubbing her walls as he latched his mouth to her nipple. His tongue circled the nub as he toyed with her, taking his sweet time in torturing her with his touches. She was so wet but Jake refused to finger her, instead circling her clit with the pad of his thumb.

Katie: instantly stopped trying to speak, both for the sake of following Jake's orders and because she knew all of her attempts were fruitless. The only piece of her body she had control over were her legs, and at present, the only thing they were capable of doing was trembling. When his hand lowered to her, Katie lifted her legs enough that her knees were bent, her toes digging into the mattress as her frustration mounted. Muffled cries left her but she made sure she didn't attempt to force out any actual words. Shifting her hips up, Katie attempted to rub herself against Jake's fingers as much as she could, groaning when she found that she wouldn't have even a shred of control in this situation. Similar to how pushy she'd been moments before, Katie stomped her foot down on the bed beside Jake, as if to tell him she needed more. It would either lead to his compliance or further torturing, but she hoped that it might be an equal mix of both. Jake's form of payback was doing the trick and then some, though she wasn't about to admit it to him.

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Jake: ‘s eyes narrowed at the low blow. “I think I just might have to because you’re getting out of control right now and I won’t stand for it,” he said. Jake didn’t like to be a disciplinarian but it was obvious that he’d have to put his foot down one way or another. Jake took another step back as Katie advanced toward him. He hadn’t been expecting her blunt response but now that the words were out there, Jake found himself gravitating toward her request. Groaning in frustration, Jake walked past her and to his bedroom, knowing that she would follow. He slammed it closed once they both entered, shoving Katie up against it. “You’re so damn disrespectful,” he growled, trapping her against the door. “Running your mouth like this. Don’t you know who’s in charge here or do you need a reminder?” he challenged. “Get on the bed. Now,” he instructed, moving away from her and to his dresser. “I don’t know what’s gotten into you tonight but I’m going to show you what happens to rude girls who don’t know their place,” he said, extracting a few items from his drawer. He tossed a ball gag, a blindfold, rope and a whip onto the bed. “I don’t want to hear you speak. I’ve had enough of that already tonight,” he said, securing the gag on her mouth before taking off his shirt. Jake then slipped the blindfold over her eyes before taking her arms and tying her to the bed. After making sure she wouldn’t budge, Jake undid the button on her pants, yanking them off of her, along with her underwear. Jake took up the whip and struck her pussy once, rubbing the leather against her core. “Such a slut, coming her to get fucked tonight. You knew exactly what you were doing.”

Katie: quickly followed Jake into his bedroom, still very much pissed off but impatient to get things going with him. With any luck, all of her aggravation would be exhausted by the time they were through with one another. She was taken aback as he shoved her against the door, wincing at the abrupt move. Even if it hurt, Katie wasn't put off. She surprised herself with the fact that she liked the pain. It was something she could easily get off on, even. She liked that Jake was genuinely angry at her for how she'd talked to him. If being bitchy was the thing to get him like this, she wanted to make a habit of it. She didn't say a word as he spoke, only swallowing and nodding when he told her to get on the bed. Watching him search through his drawer, her heart started pounding in surprise at the things he withdrew. They were very clearly for intense sex. It almost frightened her but the throbbing between her legs was even more prominent. Her breathing picked up as Jake secured the gag, her mouth already starting to ache at how it was forced open. She whimpered once her eyesight was taken away, finding that it was impossible to see through the fabric. After she was tied to the bed, she realized that every single bit of her control had been stripped of her. She laid helpless as he pulled down her pants, shivering once she was completely naked in his bed. The sharp smack of the whip caught her off guard and she cried out loudly at the pain, her cunt throbbing. At the same time, she couldn't help how she was already getting wet as he rubbed the whip against her. Bucking her hips up, Katie tried to recover from the pain of the strike and attempted to speak through the gag, but her words came out unintelligible aside from the desperate tone in her voice.

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Jake: didn’t like to be at odds with people. By all accounts, he was effortlessly the most easygoing person he knew. Getting into spats with people just wasn’t something Jake often, if at all, so it was bizarre and disconcerting to be bickering with Katie in the middle of the night. He closed his eyes and turned his head slightly to the side as Katie recounted their reckless behavior. It was a relief to hear that she was on the pill, knowing that they hadn’t managed to make this already problematic situation a hundred times worse. Though he was quite present during those romps, there was just something about being faced with it now that was unsettling to acknowledge. “It’s great that you trust me with your feelings but I have a hard time believing that you’re aren’t being this outspoken with me because you feel like you can get away with it. You wouldn’t fight your other teachers this way, that’s what I’m getting at. I’ve set myself apart in all the worst ways,” he said, taking a step back to the door, ready to let Katie out. But before he could even touch the knob, she was tugging off her shirt. “Katie,” he cautioned sternly. “Stop it.” Against his better judgement his eyes drifted to her exposed breasts. “What are you playing at here?” he asked, shaking his head. “What do you want from me?”

Katie: scoffed, shrugging her shoulders nonchalantly. "Then don't let me get away with it. Give me detention if you want. Oh-" she paused, grinning mirthlessly at him. "But make sure you're not the teacher in charge of detention that day. We both know how that would end." Katie couldn't care less if Jake gave her detention or even suspended her. At present, she didn't care about much of anything aside from making herself feel better, by whatever means necessary. "Make me stop then," she argued, stepping forward after his eyes darted to her chest. "I want you to fuck me, okay? If you're so keen on wanting to help me, fuck me. Give me some sort of distraction, meaningless comfort. I don't care how you want to define it. I'm so fucking angry at you but that doesn't change the fact that I want you."

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Jake: hated himself for the fact that he found Katie’s new look to attractive. More than that, he found it to be hot. The dark hair was in perfect contrast to her fair skin and though she was angry, Jake realized that a part of him was almost aroused by it. He ignored that voice completely, shaking his head and focusing on the task at hand. He needed to make sure he cut ties with Katie romantically before it did further damage to her. Jake clenched his jaw and closed the door after Katie barreled over the threshold. He listened to her vent, brows furrowing at her apparent reason for why Jake never went through an experience like her. “Don’t you see that I’m doing this because I /don’t/ want to hurt you?” he asked. “I already did and I will always be sorry for it. You’ve been through enough and I don’t want to make it worse but I’ve been doing all the wrong things since day one. I fucked up. I crossed a line that never should have been tampered with and you know that just as well as I do. You don’t see me as your teacher anymore and that can’t stand, Katie. You wouldn’t challenge and argue with your other teachers if they approached you about your work,” he said, face flushing in anger. “In the long run, you need me far more as your teacher than the guy you hook up with.”

Katie: felt her blood boiling, only getting worse the longer Jake went on with his rebuttal. She wasn't buying a single word of it and she wasn't about to let him think anything else. "You already did it, right? You already fucked me, already let me go down on you. We didn't even use a condom, Jake. Either time. Luckily for us both I'm on the pill. But you already committed whatever moral sin this whole thing encompasses. Damage done. There's no reversal here so stop trying to be professional. Maybe the fact that I'm arguing with you about my grades and how much I'm applying myself goes to show that I /trust/ you with my genuine feelings. Does that matter at all?" Nothing Katie was venting out was making her feel better, and truth be told, all she wanted to do was throw her fist at something until it broke. Knowing she couldn't let it get that far, she roughly pulled off her own shirt instead, doing the same with her bra a moment later. "You don't have impulse control. You're not going to make me put my clothes back on and force me to leave."

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Jake: felt uneasy after his conversation with Katie, a sick feeling taking root in the pit of his stomach. He hated how hard he had come down on the girl but Jake reasoned with himself that it had to be done. He never should have gotten involved with Katie in the first place and now it was taking a toll on how she viewed him academically. He imagined she wouldn't have grown so defensive with another teacher. The last thing Jake wanted was to compromise Katie's education. They shared a few intimate moments, ones Jake admittedly craved like nothing else, but drawing a line was of utmost importance. Jake rubbed at his eyes, ready to call it a night when he heard pounding against his door. He sighed heavily, already knowing who it must be. He didn't bother checking the peephole, instead swinging open the door. "Look, Katie--," he broke off, eyes widening as he got a look at her new hair color. He didn't even know where to start. "You shouldn't be here right now."

Katie: knew that Jake was taken aback by her changed hair, and she silently took satisfaction that she was able to make him react. But of course, it didn't stop him from already starting a dispute with her - one she was more than prepared for. "No, /you/ listen," she demanded, pushing her way past the door and then turning on her heel toward him. "Maybe you've never had this happen to you, but it sucks to have a guy fool around with you and then call it off, just because he can. Just because it's up to him and you get no say at all. In fact, I /know/ you've never gone through that because look at you!" she exclaimed, raising her voice significantly. "You're every girl's dream! You can get away with hurting people and dropping them like nothing! But you can't do that with me, not without me putting you in your place. You might not want to be compared to an asshole like Drew but what you're doing puts you two in the same boat, and I don't care if you don't like it."

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Katie:'s day had already been shitty, even before Jake texted her about her excuse for an essay. She handed it in knowing full well that it was halfassed at best. After coming home from school she made the decision to impulsively color her hair black, but that only made her feel a little better. The anger bubbled back up to the surface in no time at all. Now, with Jake acting somehow superior and suddenly responsible, she felt too livid to sit still. Following yet another impulse, she snuck out of the house and into her car, recklessly driving to Jake's apartment. Once she reached the door, she knocked (more like slammed) her fist against the door, all the muscles in her body tense before she even saw him.

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Jake: That's one of the reasons why I wouldn't. And it would be a pretty crappy thing to do. I genuinely care about your success. Believe me, I know how much of a contradiction this is right now. I'm well aware of the type of complicated relationship we've gotten into here. But that doesn't have any bearings on me wanting you to succeed. You're raising a valid point here and I need to draw a distinction between us. I want you to take what I'm saying seriously but it's obvious it's clouded by all of this so maybe it's best we just stick to being student and teacher.

Jake: Not even maybe. It /is/ best.

Katie: Ha, /now/ you draw the distinction. After you've had a taste of it and aren't curious anymore. Typical. Just like Drew, actually. Maybe all men are like that. Don't talk to me as if I'm somehow to blame here, even in implication alone. Because you're supposedly the adult here. This was ultimately your judgment call, Mr. Martin.

Katie: Fine. You'll miss it, I know that already. But you can act all high and mighty up on your morally sound pedestal, your conscience completely clear. See if I care.

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Jake: Regardless, I'm your teacher so no matter what angle you look at this from, me caring about your performance in school is going to be there. My personal matters don't factor in to this whatsoever. First and foremost, I'm an educator so my main priority is always to get the best from my students and help them out if they're having difficulties. I totally understand that want you have to bend the rules and break out of your regular routine. I'm not gonna sit here and pretend that I had it all figured out and was the model student when I was your age. But I wish that I had been. You're doing so well, Katie. I'd hate for you to head on a track that could wreck that. You can fill those plans with even better ones with people you care about.

Katie: You should just try and shove me off to the school counselor, who I wouldn't go to anyway. You can't just preach to me about being a good student and being responsible when you literally /slept with me/ the other day. For the second time. It's like you're completely disregarding the fact that it happened. It's so contradictory. You do see that, right?

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Jake: I care, Katie, unless that wasn't already obvious. I'm glad that you're learning to relax more but there are certain things in your life that need to remain a priority and school is definitely one of them. Fun is important. It's good to have /balance/ is what I'm getting at with this. It'll get easier in time to push past the fact that you have to see him five days a week. You guys just broke up. Everything is raw right now.

Katie: You don't /have/ to. And yes, I know you'll follow up with, "I don't have to but I want to," but really, you have things in your own life to think about. Whatever those things may be. My small part in your life (despite our misadventures) is pretty minuscule in comparison to whatever your life outside of school is like. Did you have balance at my age? Everyone else at school gets to make stupid decisions and express themselves. I've been Perfect Katie since I was old enough to talk and I'm sick of it, okay? That's not unreasonable. I'm going to have reminders all year. I had plans to go to prom with him, and now they're all ruined. We had a tentative summer road trip planned and I'll just be reminded of that after graduation.

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Jake: Sorry to disappoint but that's the way it has to be. I don't mean to come down hard on you. I know you're a great student. I just read this latest essay and was surprised it had your name attached to it. It's not about whether your folks find out. My main concern is the fact that you're getting derailed. Is everything alright at home? Relationships are tricky and it's hard when you're in school, pretty much confined with an ex. I get that. I just hope you won't let him get the best of you.

Katie: Who even cares? Just, it's not a big deal. Nothing feels like a big deal to me right now and I like that. I can do what I want, or /not/ do what I don't want to do. Does it even matter? No, not really. It's nice to just /be/. I never got to do that before. I'm allowing myself to have fun. I think it's too late for the whole him not getting to me thing. I see him all the time.

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Jake: Despite what we've fallen into, I'm still your teacher so it's my responsibility to reach out when one of my students is clearly having difficulty with something. Katie, seriously. It might be just one essay but I need to make sure one doesn't snowball into two and suddenly you've got a new trend going. Okay, so now we're at the root of the problem. That's all I wanted. I take it this has to do with Drew?

Katie: God, I like it so much better when you're strict like this during sex. In all seriousness, it isn't a big deal. I got a little apathetic, so what? The rest of my grades for your class are going to buffer this one crappy incident. And my parents won't ever find out so it's not like I'll get in trouble. They're always too focused on Maya for that, and then things are just hectic otherwise. I'm not worried about it. Mhmm, it's about Drew.

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Jake: Can we please just stick to talking about your schoolwork right now? If this thing between us is going to get in the way of you seeing me as your teacher then maybe we should reconsider. Maybe it is a fluke. I hope it is. You aren't like most of my other students so yeah, it's cause for concern when you hand in an essay that's lacking. Is there something I can help you with? Was the prompt unclear?

Katie: This is so weird, you'd rather be professional rather than how it is outside of the classroom. Ha, really? Mr. I'd Get On My Knees and Beg For it, I find that hard to believe. You seemed pretty enthused when we were in the midst of it all. It wasn't unclear. I just had more things to think about. The essay fell by the wayside. You're seriously making a big deal out of nothing. It's hard to write when you're just angry and your focus is shot.

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Jake: Katie, I'm serious about this. Maybe I should have waited to speak to you about this after class but it's important. Seeing as though I am in fact your teacher, I will always be in teacher mode. You're my best student so when you hand in an essay that's so unlike anything else you've turned in this semester, I can't help but to be worried about it. I don't buy that. It's a big deal to me and it should be to you as well.

Katie: That probably would have turned into sex, though. So you made a wise choice here. It's just one essay. Since I usually do well, wouldn't that lead you to believe that this was a fluke? I had things on my mind, I was feeling distracted. It happens to every single one of your students at some point in time. If not always, depending on who we're talking about.

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Jake: No, it's not. I'm going over your class' essays now. I just got finished with yours and I'm a bit concerned. It's not up to your usual standard. Is everything okay?

Katie: Wow, you could literally invite me over for sex, but you'd rather talk about actual school things? There's no need to go back into teacher mode with me. I've obviously seen you a different, better light than that. I'm fine. Just didn't like the subject. No big deal.