Terry backed away from the door and then thought for a moment before shelightly knocked and softly spoke, "Carmen? Are you still up?"Carmen stifled h...r tears long enough to clear her throat and answer, "Yes,Terry, I am awake. Please come in the door is open."Terry pushed on the door and stepped through and stopped just inside thedoorway timidly. "Is everything alright Carmen?" she asked concerned."Of course, dear, I'm fine," answered Carmen attempting to appear casual."Why do you ask?"Terry. She appeared to be crying quietly. I looked at Harold and he got an exasperated look on his face and then he shrugged. I assumed that was permission and I got up and went to Jenny and took her in my arms and held her while she cried.I wanted to tell her that everything would be alright. I wanted to say something, anything, to make her feel better. I would have been lying if I said it was going to be alright. I had no idea of what was going to happen to us, and she knew it. I felt just as. I felt as though daylight was holding me prisoner. Even the roar of the surf seemed to be too loud, troubling a mood that I could not put into words.Evening came. As the sun sank below the horizon I felt freer, but the lights of the hotel completely hemmed me in. Something out in the still night seemed to be calling me. Finally I went to bed.I slept fitfully for several hours. Then, wide-awake, I stared at the glowing numbers on the clock. At 2 AM I could stand it no longer. I slipped from the. Actually we were the big shots of the school. We enjoyed the first sem of that years. But sadly our dear English professor got job in a prestigious college, so he need to move out. A new teacher was appointed instead of him.Our class teachers asked us to meet the new teacher. Four of us went to her cabin. We were awestruck by seeing she. She was a sex bomb. Her name is Beena and she is the most beautiful teacher i had ever seen. We shook our hands and exchanged our information. I asked for her.