”Another hand was raised and Liam took it. “Why did you start to get home schooled then, why not earlier?”“That’s when I started having prob...ems with my classmates. They found something out about me that they disagreed with, then we moved here, but my mother decided to home school me so another incident wouldn’t happen.”Angela tentatively raised her hand and he pointed to her. “What kind of problems happened for you to have to move and be home schooled?”Mr. Dickinson shoots a look at Liam, and. " Both men gulped the remainder of their shots. I turned around and began making my way through the throng. I didn't need to look behind me to know they were following, I just knew. Plus, you were watching. You smiled at me and nodded. I entered the restroom and looked about. It was currently empty. White grungy tiles, two pedestal sinks, two urinals, and one stall. A wide mirror hung above the two sinks.Behind me entered the two men. “Baby, what's your name?” the first man asked.“Just call me. ” He slaps my ass as I walk past him into the hallway. I giggle and run into the kitchen to retrieve the cleaning supplies. Sir isn’t mad at me! I’ll clean better than I ever have in appreciation for his forgiveness. When I get back, Sir stops me in the doorway. He rakes his eyes over my body. His gaze pauses on the hem of my skirt that hits the top of my thighs and barely covers my bum. He works up my flat belly and small, round breasts in the black low cut tee. I blush and look down to hide. We seemed to work good together too, the subjects I had trouble with, she seemed to know and vice versa. It was during one of these "study sessions" that I found out just how good a friend Cheryl could be. I have always been terrible at biology. I just never could remember all the anatomy terms and definitions. But Cheryl was fortunate enough to be pretty good with that sort of memory recall. So one day when I was having trouble with my anatomy, I went over to her house so she could help me.