The next open area was the game room, it was almost as large as the living room. In the middle of the room sitting about six feet apart was the pool t...ble and the air hockey table. On the right wall was the cue sticks and rack. Next to the rack was a tall oak tower stand, a bowl of powder and blue cue stick chalk sat atop it. A fifties juke box was on the opposite wall, subtly lighting up the room. Pictures of fifties icons decorated the walls. Pinball machines were sitting in each far. I didn’t mind one little bit. I had an extra special surprise planned for her later that night. I was sitting on the floor watching a video as Ankita got ready for bed in the bathroom. She sauntered through in a black silky nightgown, her black hair cascading down her back and sat down beside me. I could hardly take my eyes off her. I could see the outline of her nipples through the silk. ‘Cold?’ I asked, my eyes fixated on her chest.Belle noticed my gaze and started to blush. She tried to. It was a sign of respect, coming from Mr. Tyler. He always joked about the students he thought highly of.After government class, Tammie had PE and she was nervous as hell about stripping down to get into her gym shorts and shirt, but she somehow managed to get out onto the basketball court for roll call before the tardy bell rang. She was thankful that the day's activity was not too strenuous, only some stretching and general calisthenics.Next was lunch, which she got through without hassle,. With some on-line searching, we found his obituary from the local newspaper.Mr. and Mrs. Collins were recluses. Mr. Collins was reported to have been “in ill health for some time” before he took his own life. His wife was outside with a zoning officer serving a complaint about the appearance of their property. They both heard the gunshot, and they found the body and the note together. The police and the coroner said it was a clear-cut suicide.“I don't know about all this, Frank. If Collins.