You gather your courage before getting her attention
“Ms. Bertenelli?” You say.

She looks up from her book. “What?” she asks slightly annoyed.

“I was just wondering if you wanted a foot massage.”

She looks at you surprised but she quickly composes herself.
“If this is your way of trying to get out of detention, you can forget about it!” She says suspiciously.

“It’s not…I just felt guilty about sleeping in class and I wanted to make it up to you. I thought that your feet might be sore from walking around in heels all day.” You say.

Your teacher grimaces thinking about it. Apparently your guess had been right.
“You’re already making it up to me by staying after school.” She tells you halfheartedly.

“I guess…but I still feel can’t help feeling guilty. Are you sure you don’t want one?”

Helena pauses. You can tell she is considering your offer.
“Well…if it will make you feel better…fine,” She says finally. “But don’t think that I’ll be letting you out of detention early just cause you offered to rub my feet.”

You nod.

Helena motions for you to sit at her desk. You get up and take a seat next to her. Giving the faintest hints of a smile, Helena turns and stretches her legs towards you. You stare at her pump covered feet. Helena lightly kicks your hand signaling you to get started. Doing your best to hide how much you are enjoying this, you gently remove your teacher’s shoes revealing a pretty set of nylon covered feet. Helena wiggles her toes clearly happy to have her shoes off. You cough a bit as the smell of her sweaty feet fills the air. You guess that it’s not really a surprise that your teacher’s feet smell ripe after spending a day confined in hot pumps and nylons.

While you like the smell of Helena’s feet, it definitely takes a while to get used to it. Helena laughs as you wrinkle your nose. She is clearly aware that her feet smell too.
“Hey you offered,” she reminds you. “Of course you can still back out now if you want. I won’t be too offended.”

Helena’s offered you an escape route if you want to take it.
What do you do?