Just then the school women's basketball coach, a tall, elegant African-American woman who the guys spent a lot of time fantasizing about, came around the corner and spotted "Maria Jones." She smiled and kept walking towards her. "Maria" didn't know how to react. Then she remembered. Coach Jones. Fatima Jones.
Coach Jones gave Maria a light kiss on the cheek and a friendly squeeze of the butt. "Got something special planned tonight, honeycake" she whispered in Maria's ear.
Maria blushed fiercely as Coach Jones walked away with a saucy wiggle of her butt.
"On second thought, Terry" said the Spanish teacher "I may want to explore this a little more."