Jones couldn't call be back, and so I could get back to Camden. Camden had managed to beat me back to class regardless of the fact that hi... walk was actually longer because I had cut through the courtyard. I sat down in a way that the moment Mr. Barrett walked in, Camden could take my hand. As if on cue, Mr. Barrett walked in and practically slammed the door. He walked to the front of the class, and started lecturing us on how awful our grades were. Who cares about a. We’d need a footing of concrete to hold the building blocks. Once that was done we’d have to order some topsoil. I’d have to figure that out mathematically. Then would come the selection of plants which would have to be arranged and planted. Finally, would be mulch. The entire front lawn gets plenty of water from the sprinklers so the island would be OK in that department. Of course, Mistress, I would need your approval at each step.”“Wow, Gerald that seems like a lot of work.”“Yes,. I mean, you and I are both team captains, Rhee and I are the two leading scorers in the league, and you’re tied for the league lead in assists.”I was taken aback briefly, as I wasn’t aware of anyone other than me that was tracking assists. Certainly, anyone that wasn’t among the leaders in that category. But Charlize is soccer crazy, so I guess that it’s not that surprising. We said our good-byes, and Mom and I went to Granny Brown’s for lunch.June 25, 2017Dear Ms. Diary, Practice went very. Who cleans the flat and the bathroom and the flaming toilet? I DO. I've had just about as much as I can take. And sex. He's bloody sex mad. Morning and night. Anywhere in the house; on the stairs and the kitchen table, even at the kitchen sink with me bending over peeling the fucking potatoes with my knickers round my ankles. I won't even degrade myself by telling you how he wants it when I'm on my period. Megan I should have done the same as you and not got involved with men. I'm going to dump.