”“I couldn’t let him...” Nathan turned away. The vision of his father looming over her almost naked form tormented him.“It will cause troubl...,” she said. “For your mother too. I’m sorry about that,” she said.“You don’t know my mother,” said Nathan, picking at a patch of paint on his arm. “She’s much tougher than he is.”“She was very kind,” said Flossie. “She’s got a very good heart for a white...” Flossie stopped, embarrassed that her own racism was showing.Seeing him pick at the paint on his. “So if you can’t have him all the time, have him when you can. And be discreet about it. Tell him that is what you want. Tell him that it can be enough. Can it be?”“I guess,” Zaria answers, dropping her head down. “But there goes his baby.”“Not necessarily true,” Yesenia says slyly. “It might take you to get a little slutty like I suggested though.” Zaria looks at Yesenia quizzically. “I’ve actually had my dad agree to give me his baby,” she continues in response to the look.“Shut the fuck up,”. Someone doesn't learn the day's lesson, strip her and humiliate her. Things get worse, or she stands up for herself, strip her, humiliate her, and beat her. The most creative ones are the sadists, and they are only creative in finding new excuses for their abuses. And even they are in a rut." Thousands of teachers maintain discipline, even rigid, effective discipline of otherwise unruly students, without the least hint of nudity or violence. They vary their measures to suit the individual. Kakima bytha-e opmaan-e fopachhilo…ami bujhte parlam…amar maal ber hobe…jiggesh korlam…kakima…maal out korbo tomar gudey….kakima bole uthlo…nana baba please eta korishna..amar menopause bondho hoyni ekhono….pregnant hoye jabo….Paye pori tor…eta shune amar aro moja laglo…ami bollam…thik ache….bole control kore niye barata gud theke ber kore nilam….dekhlam runu kakimar jonirosh-e poder nicher balish bhije gachhe….ami onar hath er badhon khulei dilam…Chhara petei kakima amake ek jhotkaye nijer.