”She turned back to her daughter and said, “I want you here right after school every Wednesday so that he can fuck you. Is that clear?”Her daugh...er said, “Yes! It’s clear. Can we go now?” She was noticeably disgusted.Mrs. Moon handed me my pants and kissed me goodbye.+++++The next morning Mrs. Moon arrived right on time as usual. She was wearing a nice blouse and a tight miniskirt. She stepped into my office, sat a package on the floor, raised her skirt up to her waist, and then she removed her. -----Millie was in her third period; art lesson. She was in a bad mood, right from the moment she stepped into her morning-attendance class and earned a detention. She wasn’t sure if she liked her new bossy homeroom teacher. Mr. Jenkins happened to be her new maths teacher. She nearly groaned at that. The bell rang and it’s lunch time. Off she went to her home class, heading in without a knock and ignored whatever ‘Mr. Bossy’ was saying. Millie shot him an angry glare and sat in her usual desk,. "You bet! I just got a phone call from him. She told him everything that's happened-about you, me, your son-everything! He's threatened to spill it all to the military police!" "The police! OHI-IHH, noooo!" Joyce screamed as she sprang to her feet and ran over to Anna. "You've got to stop him! You've got to! If my husband ever found out..." the woman sobbed as she looked pleadingly at Anna."Don't worry, Joyce. We're going to stop him somehow," Anna said determinedly."Well, we don't have a hell. They exchanged a few words and he nearly fell off his stool as he fumbled for his cigarettes. She accepted a light and came back to the table, holding the cigarette carefully.'Perfect. He's looking livid. Now turn round and blow him a kiss to say sorry and he'll be happy again.' She did as she was told and smiled.'Is this what they call fun?' Her voice held a mixture of cynicism and wistfulness.'Innocent fun. The second-best sort. If we go back to your flat will you be able to control yourself.