“It’s great to see you.”“I missed you over the weekend.” Helen couldn’t avoid a hint of accusation in her tone.He nodded. “I went home. ...f I don’t see my parents every so often, Mum gets antsy and pesters me about whether I’m keeping warm and eating enough.”“Oh. Sorry. I don’t mean ... I mean ... I don’t have any right to...”“Hey! We’re friends, right? Actually, I don’t go home often, because Mum then pesters me about not having a girlfriend. I think she’s worried about not getting to be a. When we got there we went to the top row of seats. as we sat down she let go on my hand and said "look" pointing to harvey. harvey looked like he wasnt having a good day, he looked really stresses and from the long distance i could tell he had sadness in his gorgous eyes. brit broke the silence and said "he likes you more than you think" i looked at her with a sad look on my face and said "how do you know?" "he came upto me this morning and asked if you had mentioned him" "what did you say?" "i. She had walked up to his desk instead and was standing there holding her test paper."Mr. Rocklin, I don't know what—uh—what I can do..." she trailed off.He studied the student, looking her over. Sandy Coxon, sixteen—maybe seventeen, long sandy brown hair, hazel eyes, tight silk blouse, short tight skirt, pretty pink lips, curvy—nice body ... sexy. His cock stiffened and rose."About your test score?" he asked. "Your grade." Yes, sir. I'm failing, and I just don't know what to do about it. Is. Then she handed me a pair of tan silk stockings and watched as I pulled them up my new smooth legs. She watched me struggle briefly with the garter straps then came to my assistance, "I will not help you do this always, I am only helping in the name of saving time. You will learn to do all of what I will do to you by yourself and I expect you to become proficient at it!" I could only stand and watch, I wanted to break down and cry, yet I could feel myself beginning to get excited underneath.