-explorer12: ‘Nothing to blush about, I m just an ordinary person.’ -gingerman49: ‘Not 2 me.’ -explorer12: ‘What do u mean?’ -gingerman49:...‘I m afraid to tell u.’ -explorer12: ‘Afraid of me?’ -gingerman49: ‘Well, I. . . ‘ **** Reader’s alert! *** fictional chat room format is abandoned for ease of reading * * * ‘-gingerman, u there? I m the 1 who shud b embarrassed.’ ‘Y’ ‘Now I m blushing’ ‘I bet u r beautiful when u blush.’ ‘r u coming on 2 me?’ ‘Shud I b?’ ‘hello, u there?’ ‘Did I make u. " You are a very smart and considerate man," she smiled. "And you're cute too. Your wife is soooooo lucky." Yeah," I thought as she stepped away to take care of another customer. She's so lucky that she's cheating on me with my older fatter neighbor.I left the cafe and decided to drive downtown to the river. I'd never seen the big boats passing at night or in the early morning and I thought it might be calming enough to help me think.Just as I started the car, my phone rang. Since the Mustang's. It slid off the podium and curtsied, speaking the usual pronouncements of service. "slave, this is Marcus." He paused as slave looked over at the man with a soft smile. "He is a new teacher here at the Academy. In ... exactly one hour, I want you to head to his office to help him settle in." He gave the room number."Yes, Master." slave smiled as it looked between the men, a sincerely thrilled docility mirrored on its face. Marcus sighed; he was going to enjoy working here.Weeks went by and. Ray lit his cigarette and sat watching her silently from behind his shades. “When did you get so fucking sexy?” Amy blushed and gazed into her lap for a moment not entirely sure how to respond to the question. She fingered the lip of the bottle nervously before looking up again. Uncle Ray’s cigarette hung from his lower lip and he was grinning maniacally enjoying the girl’s discomfort. “Jesus, Uncle Ray!” Amy finally managed “You can’t say that!” “Why?” he retorted quickly, “because you’re my.