She was wearing a pair of tight hipster, bell-bottom jeans with embroidery on the legs. Her white blouse covered what appeared to be a decent pair of...breasts. 'That must run in the family,' I thought. The blouse was quite short and left her midriff bare. She looked like a hippie. The resemblance between her and Cindy was obvious, very attractive, or would have been if she did not keep scowling at me. I got a great view of Cindy's legs, almost to her bum, as I followed her up the steps. The teacher enfolded her in a slippery embrace.“There, baby. It’s okay. You’ll keep your head down in your books and I’ll teach the class and won’t call on you. We’ll be fine, you and me. And you can talk to me about this anytime—because you’ll want to, trust me on that.”It was true. However much the shame overwhelmed in those first days, Christina would need her teacher. Maybe they’d need each other. Who else would they share this secret with after all? She’d sit at her desk and not dare look. “Please do not talk to anyone else until you have completed the acceptance process.” “Sorry,” Travis said as he turned back to the counter. “I didn’t know.” “Well you know now.” The man said. He smiled a beautifully toothy smile at Travis. A beautiful raven haired young lady entered the room from behind the counter and whispered something to the young man, he nodded and stood up. “Okay Travis and Lizzy you have both been processed and accepted, if you still wish to continue, please follow us. “look here, young man,” i now said trying to remain as calm as possible, “i know why you came here and what you have been up to all these days.” he lifted his head and had the look as if he wanted to die at that very moment. He couldn’t even utter a sorry. I loved it. “but,” i continued, “i am not angry.” he again looked up, a little surprised. “instead, i am going to give you what you want. This time i will not pretend that i am asleep.” the look in his eyes changed to utter astonishment. As i.