Gulp, gulp. Marin-sensei swallowed what she had licked up, pulled her mouth away, and let out a long "Fuuu—" breath.
For now, it was over, but Marin-sensei wasn't smiling. Her expression was stiff, though the tension seemed to have left her shoulders.
"Marin-sensei, that's enough now. Please put your clothes back on."
At my words, Marin-sensei placed her hands on the floor and lowered her head to it.
"I am truly, deeply sorry. And… thank you very much."
When she lifted her face, she was no longer crying.
She stood up, put on her panties, slipped on her chemise, and then her outer clothes. Was this the last time I'd see Marin-sensei's body? After what happened today, I have no intention of using power harassment to force a relationship.
