If you open the binder and turn to page 1, we’ll begin with the rules designed to protect female students from male predators.”“Dean Parker?” ... male voice in the back of the room called out.“Yes?”“Who protects the male students from the female predators?”Uproarious laughter quickly filled the room, and Dean Parker’s face clouded. I had NO idea who had the guts to challenge her that way and didn’t want to turn to look. Teri solved that by leaning over.“The son of the Vice Chancellor,” she. “Oh don’t! Urgh!” the other one says. I love it, I love to feel their derision as they see this pervert in his mac who only wanks himself, a dirty old man who is a loner and spends all his time with his magazines. Miss Melanie saw me in my mac all the time, but it was a different story when I got the opportunity to meet up with a glamour model for the first time. Do I wear my mac? What will She think? But in fact She asked me to email Her a picture of me so She would know who I was when I. " It was a statement."Never heard of her." Then, smiling at me. "You don't think I'm her, do you?"I did not answer, my voice caught in my throat, hoping beyond hope."Kid, you've got to be kidding. Name's Felicia. Not Helen. Don't know any Helens." She sounded convincing enough as my heart sank into despair again. Not her. Couldn't have been. Hoped too much. This Felicia was too young, too slutty, too womanly.She saw that I was upset and turned her charm back on. "There, there, kid. It's all. The troubled girl had not noticed Majgen and Baglian at the café either, and she too recognised the cut of Majgen’s mentarion uniform. The troubled girl dropped her cookie at the shock of seeing a mind reader. ‘No. No. No. No…’ the girl thought to herself over and over as feelings of guilt and shame rushed through her. Majgen had understood what was amiss with the little girl, sooner than the two girls noticed her. ‘It’s not your fault,’ Majgen said, and repeated ‘It’s not your fault.’ She.