Rachel and Karen talked incessantlyabout European boys and how they were so turned on by their accents.Tabitha on the other hand was opening up about ...er attraction to her oldfriend Jonas. Rachel and Karen listened in awe as Tabitha wouldemotionally lay her feelings out so explicitly."Wow," said Rachel. "You see him in class all the time. I don't knowthat I've really crushed on anyone in real life like that." I know," said Tabitha softly. "When I sit next to him....it'slike....oh, I don't. I will say it is good, not bad, news!”Phillip walked away shaking his head.At 10.15am Andrew and Xena knocked on his door. Xena had a tray with three coffee’s. They saw the half cut cake from last night. Xena asked “Whats with the cake Grandfather?” in a smiling I knowing voice.Phillip replied “No one tells me anything. Tina, Helena and Fred told me they do not have permission or privilege to say anything. Do you know what is happening?”Xena placed the tray of coffee down on his desk. Andrew. You raise your finger to your lips as if to silence me but instead let it fall between your lips. Suggestively, it goes in and out then down the length of your body. You stands up, your legs in shiny stockings and high heels. You take my hand and lead me towards the bed. You unbutton my shirt and slide it off my back. Then you start a trail of kisses down my chest and stop at my navel while quickly removing my pants. Your kisses continue and then stop at my point of pleasure. You laugh. You. My fingers slowly turned the dial on the cheap plastic clock radio tuning in the most famous game played on the third Saturday in October. As the tinny speaker squealed into life the game came out clear as if we were right there. The announcer talking about how the team would do against the defending champs. Son of a Bitch!! she yelled at me eyes blazing, if I wanted to be hearing that shit I could have stayed at home with my fucking husband. I turned to her and said hold on there slut don't.