” Madde told her father who was nodding and thinking.“No! I don’t think they will react well to anyone approaching their bunker. I think you sho...ld try to talk to the one called Alan. For god’s sake apologize to them all, that in itself might be the olive branch that they need to agree to meet peacefully.” The woman’s father told her.“Father, it has been a very long time since I have used the thought talk. I’m not really all that sure that I can especially over that long of a distance!” Madde. Again, she did not move and still continued to slight touch my sole. No, worse! She then slightly moved her big toe next to my sole, which caused me to tense up badly.Throughout this whole time, I continued to ‘act’ as if I was non the wiser and continued to play the game, eve though I was no longer concentrating. In fact, despite the shock, I was actually starting to like it! I was able to feel her soft toes on my soles and just decided to feel it and enjoy it.I had never, ever done something. How could this be? How did someone get this picture? Are there cameras in the room? Did someone take a picture? Are they going to send this to the school? Am I going to get fired? Holy fuck my life is over.Thought after thought ran through my brain. I didn’t know what to do. I just sat there with my head in my hands looking down at my desk. I wanted to cry, but I was in too much shock. I looked back at the e-mail and closed it. To my horror there was another new e-mail.Subject: DO IT AGAIN. But she didn't. Finally, Cindy left her office to go pick up her mail in the mailbox across the campus. As she trudged along the path she tried to imagine the scene when the tape arrived. Were there tears? Was there anger? What was said? How did her mother react? How did her father react? What would they say on the tape? Outside the administration building was a phone. Cindy reluctantly picked it up, slowly dialed the number and listened to the ringing. One ring, two rings (if it rang another.