While Becky was in the shower, I couldn't stop thinking about what happened in the elevator. It was weird, but also something I had fantasized about g...owing up. I tried not to think about itbut couldn't stop. I stripped down to my boxers and climbed in my bed. As I was getting situated, my phone stared ringing. I grabbed the phone and noticed it was my dad. I answered the phone, he was asking how the tour went and if everything was going okay. I told him everything was good. He asked to talk to. Stop." She begged him, but her resistance came out as a whisper.He looked into her eyes and saw her eyes roll slowly as she moaned one last time, and then lost consciousness. He then grabbed her breast again through her shirt, and squeezed it. He smiled and cannot wait to do the things he wants to her limp, naked body.He cradle-carried her limp body, he stared at her exposed neck. He laid her on her back on the nearby table. He continued unbuttoning her shirt. Slowly. Button by button. He. “I will use the utmost discretion in inviting people who I can trust when I make you do those things in front of them. You must believe me when I tell you that the last thing I want to happen is having Roger learn about you being sexually manipulated and humiliated by me. What you can do to make it easier on yourself is to accept it.”“You don’t understand,” June said tearfully. “I don’t want to be humiliated in front of strangers. Alright, so I do get a little aroused by thinking about it, but. By the way, that guy in our class... Hunter Lawrence?”“What about him?”“He wasn’t in the classes Kiyan missed too. Coincidence?”“Kiyan knows not to mess with bullies like Hunter...”“You talk like you know all about it.”“I do, Fabio… A lot more than you think.”In the meantime, the teacher showed up and opened the classroom door. The students entered the class and sat on their desks. One of the desks was empty, it was the only double-sized desk in class usually occupied by one student only:.