The moms had the babies belted in place and as the girls came they each got into their car seat and were also belted in. It was always amazing and a c...ncern for me. Did the people watching think that we were running a military camp? Would someone think they should call DFS because our kids seemed so regimented?That reminded me that I needed to call Ms. Margaret Williams at DFS about some things. She was on our side when it hit the fan after Halloween, but I needed to keep her there and she. I blush as I say this because it sounds like the typical teenage emo shit. He takes my hand and leads me back to his bedroom, and he drags me to his bed. He sits and he motions for me to do the same. I sit down, my hand still embracing his tightly. Im starting to get a little scared here, Ive never been with anyone (Have I mentioned this before?). He takes his hand and rests it on my breast under my robe. I shrug my shoulders, allowing the robe to fall off, showing my breasts to him . .I truly do... but it scares the hell out of me to be doing this.-Dont you want it? Dont you want me to slide inside of you...isnt that what you wished for?Just hearing him talk like this...what is he doing to my body... I can no longer seem to gain control over it. Hey...what?!?! I wished for it? I look at him inquiring silently about what he meant. He laughs.-What you dont think I know you want it?My cheeks flush...what is he talking about? What does he know about it? -You're talking about. I couldn't think of why the school board attorney and the Dean had agreed to everything so easily. Of course, Saul had mentioned that they may have expected me to create new songs that could be expropriated under the small print. He had consequently warned me to use nothing that had not already been copyrighted. That had to be their plan.The previous day when Mark had asked the Dean for a meeting to sign the contract, Debra had immediately called the School Board's attorney. After the cursory.