Each time she caught her stunning gaze Rachel quickly averted her eyes, the girl scared that Miss Taylor might detect these weird feelings within her ...ust from her look.To add to her strange predicament Rachel was forced to wrestle with these unfamiliar and uncomfortable feelings completely alone; the girl unable to talk to any of her friends about them, the teenager unavoidably embarrassed, Rachel knowing all too well that her childish classmates would be less than sympathetic if they realised. The second floor would be all of our bedrooms. The cave was still the kitchen and bathing area since the water came in there.It had almost been a month now and we were all but done with the new cabin. Marge came for the last night she owed to me. This time she brought straps of leather and requested that I tie her to a wooden pole; all exposed and spread wide open for me to have my way with her the entire night. I knew it was not worth the effort to argue so I asked her how she wanted to be. "My you really were hungry," she said, "that should hold you until dinner,in about an hour and a half." I think your righ,t" I laughed. "Well until then is it Ok if I walkaround and see if anything jogs my memory?" Yes, I think that's a great idea. Don't get lost because where havingyour favorite for dinner." My favorite, what could that be," I wondered. So I just asked."Oh honey, I didn't think your memory was that bad. Well I'll justsurprise you," she said with a smile."OK, I can't wait to. Led by a sexy blonde driver, so lovely and quick,I knew it had to be Mindy (that was her nick.)More rapid than eagles her carousers they came,And she whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;"Write Eric! Write Raven! Write Caleb And Tigger! Go Cleo! Go Vickie! Go Brandy DeWinter!Make it up on the spot! Make sure you finish it all!Now type away! Type away! Type away all!"The pages flew on their laptops, their fingers did fly.When met with writer's block, they looked to the sky.So real were.