“Now son I know you wanted a car, but we just couldn’t afford it this year.”

“Don’t worry this is much better. How did you know?”

“I saw how you were looking at her during the Parent Teacher conference. It’s clear you’ve fancied Miss Peters for awhile. But of course you can call her Jane now. Or Slave Bitch, whatever you want, she’s all yours. Of course you know…”

“I know in public pretend like she’s normal. How did you do it?”

“Just like how I met your mother. A little casual conversation and a very good induction. I’ll show you how when you’re older.”

“Can I go upstairs to my room and unwrap my present?”

“Yes you can. Merry Christmas son.”

Excellent pairing of caption and photo. And I love the idea of an enslaved teacher…