Thabi mare dost ke ghar walo ne mujhe is ke pass rat ko rukne ko kaha main to man he man khus ho gaya aur sare chale gay raat hone lage bhabhi akale t...i main us se baat karne ka bahana dhudne laga thabi bhabhi ne mujhe awaz de ke us ke sass ne bathroom jana hain main us ke madad karu aur mane us ke madad ke aur mane kaha ke agar koi kaam ho mujse kahe Aur hu dono baate karne lage ise tarh raat kat gai aur dusre din main fir raat ko ruk gaya ham main dosti ho gai vo mujse kafi ghul mil gai aur. "Don't look so shocked -- every teacher in your grade has seen your little flirty act. The only serious you understand is being a serious disturbance to every the concentration of every ususpecting male in your classes." That's not true!" she shouted, teary eyed.Polk was not moved."OK, then. So prove you're a serious student. Come to class tomorrow dressed just like Ms. Brown. No heels, no little lacy skirt or fruity perfume. In fact, I dare you to reclaim your old, God-given hair color."Cyndi. "Sorry," she said. "I shouldn't have brought it up." That's ok. I sometimes wonder if you remember."She looked at me. "Do you remember?"I took another sip. "Oh yes. Hard not to if you'll excuse the bad pun."She laughed. "I sometimes think about it. But I try not to. We shouldn't have, you know." Yeah I know. But it was a catalyst."She sat back in her chair. "I know. And I never thanked you for that. I suppose you saved my marriage by fucking me. That's strange, isn't it? I saw you looking at. “Good night,” she mumbled.I put on my coat and saw myself out.–She texted me just as I was getting into my car.am I allowed to touch myselfI hit my knee on the steering wheel and cursed, then sent back a response.For nowwhats that meanIt means until we have a discussion and come to an agreement about rules and restrictions, you can touch yourselfokAs long as you keep your pajamas on i willGood night Ms. Whittakernite maamChapter TwoThe week flew by in a haze of classes and grading papers, and.