He doubles as our school's technology teacher. He's not impressed by much geek stuff but when I pulled up the command line on the monitor at school an... it looked like one of those scenes from a bad sci-fi movie, THAT impressed him. Since I was already using pivot tables in spreadsheets and was fluent in word-processing, he just threw up his hands. "I can't do a darned thing for you, Nikki Granger. Do what you want. Help the kids that need help, and we'll ALL be happy." I told Dan that I needed. Parsons sipped quietly on her drink, looking at me the whole time. At least fifteen minutes passed by before Gerta came in to tell us that dinner was ready to be served. When we got to the dining room, I was surprised to see Elena wearing a regular dress. I smiled at her when she sat down, but she didn't smile back. I saw her watching Mrs. Parsons to see which silverware to use with the salad and with the main course when it was served. I'd had to learn that too when I first came, but I knew it. Amy ignored Sam's silence and continued the one-sided conversation, "Would you like something to drink? Did you sleep well? I think you must have because you slept so long. I'm sorry we won't be able to go shopping for you tonight since it is late. Are you hungry Sam? I did slip out and go to the nearby grocery to get a few things."Sam still looked at Amy as she absorbed the barrage of questions and statements she had made. She went to the fridge and found a bottle of orange juice, which she. She was my first fantasy. I crafted an infinite series of scenarios, wherein I would seduce her- or, more often, be seduced by the more experienced woman. When I finished high school, my greatest regret was not that I would be moving on from my friends, but that I would never be able to again leer over the object of my affections. Still, I'd managed to weasel my way into being her favourite student; always eager to help out and performing above expectations in the assessments she oversaw. I.