Then Leah suddenly thought that it might be about something a lot more important than selling concessions at a sportsball game. It might be about her ...enure. This was her tenure year at the quaint southern high school in which she taught. Most school systems only took three years, hers took five. They were a nice school with some of the best test scores and well behaved schools.Leah had taught her first year in an inner city school and came home crying nearly every night. It wasn't anything. A thought came to mind but I wasn’t really sure if it was what I thought or just an accident. Curiosity got the best of me so I asked him, “Is that a glory hole?” He laughed at my question, I felt embarrassed because I thought I was wrong and just made a total ass out of myself. He finally told me it was a glory hole. (As some background, he knows how wild I can be. I had a threesome with Steve and another guy at one point.) He followed up by asking me if I had ever done one. I admitted that I. He is probably using a laptop and a thumb drive to add the attachment to the email. It is always being done at the same time - 2 AM on Tuesdays and Fridays - after an exchange in emails. The email looks like it is a drop box for him only.”“The computers are working on the code; we should have it broken soon. The guy’s name is Randolph Reichmann and he has a file in Genie; not a good file either. Mosad has him flagged as for hire, to the highest bidder, the Russians in the past and now the. " Please, hear me out. When I was a young writer of romantic fiction Iapproached a publisher. I was told that the work was good and publishablebut I would have to change my name. Readers have expectations,preconceived notions of what an author of romantic fiction should becalled, should look like. The publisher had just the name I needed. PamelaMountferris. It was the name of the publisher. I took her name and shetook mine. When we married we both became Mountferris. I live as Pamelaand she....