**Teacher’s Dirty Secret**
Chapter 29
MISS RAE'S POV
I wore the black lace.
Not because I wanted to. Because the alternative was watching my career burn in real time. All day the fabric sat against my skin like a secret I couldn’t wash off. Every time I sat at my desk the damp crotch of the panties clung to me. Every time I stood to write on the board I felt the thin straps of the garter belt against my thighs and remembered Daniel’s voice telling me exactly what to wear.
He didn’t look at me once during class.
That almost made it worse.
When the final bell rang the room emptied in the usual noisy rush. Bags, laughter, the scrape of chairs. I stayed behind the desk pretending to organize papers that didn’t need organizing. Daniel took his time. He waited until the last of the oth
