She threw herself at that Tom. I hope she enjoys what she gets from him. I know you warned her, Stan, so she can't say she didn't know."Stan felt unco...fortable."Well, Anne, it's her choice. But I don't think it's a good one, no. It's not my place to interfere, though is it?" No, Stan, it's not."The next day, Stan asked Anne if she fancied a drink down at the Mitre in the evening. "It became almost a habit, and I enjoyed it. I miss it, a bit," he told her."Sounds like a good idea, but I can't. .."...now class this is important and I'm sure it will be on the next test, so if there are there any questions speak up now!!!" Well that's just wonderful, no questions," she said a little sarcastically, "with the marks some of you are earning you'd think you'd have a question or two!!!" The room was dead quiet, when from the back row Zoe raised her hand, and in a sweet voice asked, "I have a question Sister Nora!!!" Sister Nora eyed the eighteen year old with a little suspicion and replied. " You fucking bastard." I said elbowing him."What?" Who is she?" I can't tell you. I'm not fucking it up." Dick. So what about Michelle?" Ahh she ain't putt'n out. I like her and all but this lady is fucking smoking." How old is she?" I asked."She's like our parent's age." Dude you got a hand job from hot older lady? You fucking asshole."Laughing he said, "Yea it's pretty unreal." Dick" I said putting a new game in."So what does she look like?" She pretty hot. She's got brown hair it's cut. .. If it can go wrong – it will go wrong!" She gave a defeated sigh and looked up at him. "I did tell you!"Sam squared his shoulders and looked defiantly at the scones."That was just the first attempt," he dismissed. "Later we'll have another go." Later ... why not now?" Sarah asked, puzzled.Sam moved towards her his eyes gleaming."Now ... I have something else in mind." Oh?" Yes oh!" his hand reached out to touch her."Oh!!"There week followed a pattern. Every morning Sam would take her out for.