..I mean oh darn sir I have to graduate my dad will kill me if I don't graduate on time.Amy, after the test today, I don't see a way you can pass this...class and you will have to take it over in summer school. There is ow way you have the time to make up all the missed work.oh fuck sir, she said very upset..... I mean oh no sir..... I can't fail your class my dad is mean man when I don't please him, he already told me coming to this school has cost him a lot of money and he doesn't want to spend. "I would have picked the wood tone. Blue was Erica's choice, one of the four approved colors according to our Stalinist homeowner's association."She leaned back, rolling her eyes up. "Don't remind me. If the bastards send me one more notice about yard and fence maintenance, I'll rip their lungs out." She seemed to calm down for a second, maybe realizing that those notices would no longer be coming. "I know. I should be thankful but I don't need a stranger meddling in my life. Understood? No. She rubs her tiny bush, just above her clit, feeling it getting soaked from the sensation. The place is dimly lit. It is always the case, strobe lights flashing, and music playing to distract people from their worldly stress and into the fantasies and desires. Everyone becomes a voyeur, watching others court, grope, and kiss in dark corners. She is in her dark corner touching herself. It is mild hedonism, without the erotic sexual acts. She catches herself for a moment when she realizes that. My mind said “ get out of here” but my body wasn’t listening. I was frozen to the spot. She reached the door and pulled it towards her. Our eyes met and she let out a scream. My feet still wouldn’t obey my brain and now my tongue followed.“ I ummm wasn’t ummm this isn’t what it.....” I stammered. All of a sudden my feet began to move from the spots they had grown roots to. I turned and hurriedly walked, my feet tangling and almost tripping myself. I hurried downstairs and straight to the.