She half opened the door and poked her head just into the room. “Okay Tom, here is your surprise present” she called out and led me by the hand in...o the bedroom. The bedroom was lit by dozens of candles on every available surface and chilled out electronic jazz music playing in the background. Take one: In the far corner of the room sitting on a wooden framed cushioned chair was Tom just wearing a pair of boxer shorts and a heavy looking book sitting on his lap. Take two: Tom had his arms and. I was afraid that if I tried to pull away the suit would tear away. But then it hurt enough to where I screamed out.Then my Dad came by and yelled, “What are you doing. Keep your hands off my son.”Mr. Summers let go of me and composed himself and said, “You knew the rules of this school. I may not be able to prove that you had anything to do with sneaking your Daughter in as a boy so I can fire you but I can expel her.”“Don’t worry. After you attacked my child like that I quit. And I’ll be. Feigning unconcern and interest while observing a strict silence, I stealthily turned my gaze towards the half-naked schoolgirls. I opened wide my eyes, trying to discern the enticing curves of those budding breasts regardless of the dim, darkened light. Even the contour of their titties made a difference as this was a unique free show, and a real one, far more superior than the nudes I saw in Playboy magazines or on the screen. There were bumps, lemons, immature breasts and few melons,. A clink of their recharged glasses from their second bottle was broken by a tap on Jack's shoulder. "Hello Jack." It was enough to stop Jack stone cold dead and from behind him, above his right ear, came the familiar voice again. "Jack?" Fay looked up to smile and Jack looked to Fay waiting for her reaction. Her smile carried a strange neutrality to it that he had seldom seen. Jack turned his whole body to look in the direction of the voice. Standing there expectantly was Shelly, his ex. On.