An amateur. He never used amateur models, unless he’d done a couple of time for print shoots with them. Trouble was he was short of the readies. The...recession. Fucking recession. Fucking amateur models. He needed the shoot, he was being paid to provided content for a website, good money. If she didn’t hurry up he’d have to use one of Helens girls, and that wouldn’t be cheap. Gabby sat in the back of the taxi, outside the address Brian had sent her. She was scared stiff. What the hell was she. I could just feel me getting aroused looking at him in front of the class. I felt like an idiot having a crush on my teacher, and dreaming every night, thinking that my teacher could actually like me. I would get glances and stares from across the room from him. Except today was different—no glances and no stares from him at all. I thought that that was weird on our test day since those were the days he would do it the most. When I was in the middle of taking the test he called me up. I went to. I remember reading her series, ‘Revolution in the Tranton System,’ when I was in college. Everyone was talking about those books.”“I’m impressed,” Peter said.He was standing in the middle of a very large room filled with very small computers. There were 10,000 computers in that one room. The computers were the size of a credit card and operated on the Linux operating system. Each computer sold for under fifty dollars. The small size and low cost did not mean that it was useless for computing.. I'm glad you got picked to be my trainer." I swallowed the excitement that filled my body thinking about how I'd get to see him every day for a whole month and see him getting hot and sweaty. "Well don't think I'm going easy on you, get back on that treadmill," I ordered. Without hesitating he jumped back on and put it to full speed. I tied my wet hair into a messy bun and sat stretched while he ran on the treadmill and caught him out the corner of my eye looking at my curves while I did the.