Seeing that she wanted to tell me more, I asked her who her friend was and just why is her getting some dick any concern to Becky. After prodding for ...uite a while, I had the basics of this poor girl’s plight. Amy is a teacher at Becky’s high school, a recent college grad, and homely as the day is long. Becky went on to say that Amy was a bit plump, naive and a prude.“What bait are you going to use to snare a man for Amy?” I asked.“Me,” was all Becky said.“Ummmm babe, I don’t share well,” was. ’ The three men formed a barrier between Shia and Tyrone. Tyrone smiled, a clear sigh he was not done. ‘Damn girl you been busy. Does your man know you got theses brothers on lock?’ Throwing up both hands, Tyrone announced, ‘I’m gone. I’m leaving. See you around Shia. Oh, tell my girls I can’t wait to see them.’ Then he walked. ‘Mrs. Brighton, don’t leave. I’m calling the police.’ So Shia waited, and the police arrived. They escorted her to her car and made sure no one followed her as she. I looked down, I saw her hips moving against me, she knew exactly what she was doing. As I watched her grind against me, she suddenly looked up at me and for the first time I actually took in what she looked like. She was an Indian girl, with beautiful big brown eyes and the cheekiest grin I think I'd ever seen. I smiled back at her and she turned away again. She backed herself up more and reached around for my arm, grabbing my wrist she placed my hand on her waist. My other hand followed as. They had been poor students and frequently in trouble before they had dropped out of school at 16. Helen felt some alarm at the sight of the boys and before she could say anything Daniel, who appeared to be the leader of the group, spoke up, “Well, well, well, what do we have here? Working late tonight Miss White?” Helen took a breath and, trying to appear calm, replied, “I’m just grading some papers. You boys shouldn’t be in here. Is there something you need?” Daniel.