Inappropriate Karate Class! *sings it like a jingle*

Karate got... interesting.
*WARNING: THIS IS A LOT OF INNUENDOS BY TEENAGERS AND IF YOU DON'T WANT YOUR INNOCENCE/DREAM WORLD TEENAGERS DON'T TALK ABOUT THIS, DO NOT READ.*

Female Instructor: "I don't want to get searched by the police again!"
Instructor: "You know you like it."
*little kid walks up*
Oops.

Me: "Okay, to talk, you have to raise your hand."
*every boy's hand shoots into the air*
Instructor: *whispering to me* "Aw, that's just cruel, did you just ask who wanted your phone number?"

Me: "Okay, we have an odd-numbered class, so partner up, who is afraid of girls and cooties and doesn't want me as a partner?"
*the class of three boys all just stare at me*
Me: Oh, you're at that age...

I had to demonstrate sparring for the white belts along with Angry Bird. I almost lost my balance, staggered backwards, stepped on a white belt's foot, and almost fell on her.
I am one smooth operator.
Smooth like butter.
With gravel in it.
Yeah.

~adult class~

Slytherin: "Zena, are you still a V?"
Me: "...No." *deadpan*
*Instructor walks up*
Me: Later: "I was kidding!"
Slytherin: "Oh, I thought you weren't, I mean it's kinda the norm at my school to not be one."
Me: "...If I had my way I wouldn't be one." *deadpan again*
*the three teenage boys all stare at me*
They really don't know when I'm joking.

Coin: "Wait, so it took you that long?"
Me: "Yeah. At this rate I'll get to blowjobs in like twenty years. What is expected, I'm gonna bite it?"

Me: "Wait, you have a girlfriend? How old are you?"
Coin: "I'm a freshman..."
Me: "What? I thought you were in the 7th grade or something!"
Coin: "What grade are you?"
Me: "Sophomore."
Slytherin: "Yeah, that makes sense, you look older.
Me: "Guys in my college classes keep thinking I'm in college. Which makes sense because I'm in their college class... College guys keep hitting on me it's weeeeeeeeeeeeird."
Coin: "At least at karate, guys hit you, instead of hit on you."
Me: "And Slytherin does both."
Slytherin: *sexual cat purr*

So yeah. That was karate on Wednesday. I need to stop making the guys my age think I'm a whore. Luckily the real grown ups or little kids never hear.