My mind was racing because of the fact that she was still there, yet never said anything. I kept going at a slow and steady pace now. I decided to loo... directly at the crack in the door to see if I was mistaken.It was then that I realized I definitely was not mistaken. She was standing there and I saw that her shirt was untucked. As I looked closer I saw that her hand was rubbing the outside of her skirt. Her other hand was fondling her left breast. I could barely make it out; but once I did it. No one was going to get into my home, for any reason. I had already cautioned the children against speaking to outsiders about the wonders of our home. I think they understood.Two days later several wagons full of men and woman arrived. The woman had already made food for the crew, and the men arrived with tools, extra nails, and a willingness to work. The barn should be up by the early evening or earlier. I had paid for more than enough men to show, thats for sure. The woman were from a church. While the rest of my class traveled in Economy, I was all alone in First class. Some of my friends were jealous, but I didn’t care. So I spent a few hours watching a hot movie with some hot teenage boys in it… I was gay, but I had never met anyone gay to share a friendship with…Anyways, so after watching this movie, I was really horny and didn’t have anything to do.. I went up to economy to hang out with some friends, but almost all of them were asleep. Only one of my friends, Adarsh was awake.. We dropped them at their school and then Rachel and I were dropped off at mine – what had formerly been ours.A lot of the kids were really nice and asked Rachel why she was here and she told them about the earthquake and the big waves. But when we got to my classroom, Mr. Simmonds asked what she was doing there. I said that she was my guest."She can't be a guest, she's a former student!" he said."Well, then she's a visitor." No such category!" Is she a teacher?" No!" Is she a parent?" No!" he.