She knew what he looked from photos, and he was a very handsome man. She was anxious; would he like her, would he like the way she looked, would it be...the same as online, or would it be strained between them. She caught sight of him as he was waving to her. She walked over and they nervously shook hands. They had a about a two hour trip back to his city ahead of them. He led her to the car, loaded the luggage and pulled into traffic. Her first urge upon looking at him was to kiss him as if he. All the students had left the school and the teachers left half an hour after them. Only Ms. Palmer and her student Allen were still in the building, in her classroom….alone. Last week he openly admitted his feelings for his teacher. He fell in love with his fourth year English teacher, a well educated, beautiful, and sexy specimen of a woman. Auburn hair that bobbed to her shoulders, 34C breasts that were cupped by a lacy black bra that he could see through her top, well rounded hips that were. I'd performed the task of shredding the more numerous mundane files, and the nearby copy room had a nice big and fast industrial model that could munch up into criss-cross miniature diamonds, forever unrestorable, devouring entire file folders up to an inch thick at a time, complete with metal studs, brads or accidentally enclosed wire file hangers. Hardcore ... and very hungry for more even as particles of shredded documents began to overflow the trash bag and spill onto the floor and finally. "Ok, Aunt Phoebe, close your eyes for one moment please," Damian said hardly able to contain his excitementShe obliged and closed her eyes. Damian then dug out the Admission letter from the college from his pocket and held it up before her eyes. "You may open your eyes now please," he said to her, grinning from ear to ear.She opened her eyes and seeing the official crest of the college at the top of the page, and scanning through the first few lines, she screamed with excitement... "Oh, my.