Bowing my head I mumbled “Yes, sir.” “What was that?” Mr Carlo looked even more annoyed. “Yes, Sir,” I pronounced more clearly, looking hi... straight in the eyes. *** After the bell rang everyone rushed out of class as fast as possible, being a Friday afternoon. I sat at my desk, upset that Mr Carlo was annoyed at me. I wanted to get him alone, but not like this. “Cara.” I looked up. “Please shut the blinds so the other students don’t pull faces at the window and come and sit by my desk.” I did. " I'll see what I can do."Sam came back down wearing a pair of loose-fitting jeans and a white tank top. This kind of surprised me when I saw her little nipples start to poke outward.She's braless, I thought. But why? Did what we say and do have an effect on her? Maybe it did. I didn't know. All I knew was I needed a stiff drink after that show and made my way back to the kitchen, only to discover we were out of eggnog."Fuck me," I said, and started to make another batch.Eight eggs, some sugar,. I saw a pie ready for cutting, but not Helen. I opened a door which turned out to be a walk-in pantry, with another door at its back. I opened that hesitantly. "Helen?" I called, but got no reply. I could see the stairs dimly outlined from the pantry light, and took slow careful steps downward into the gloom of the basement. My balance was none too good, and my own footsteps seemed to echo oddly. Finally, the stairs ended and I assured myself I was on solid ground. I felt around for a. She has subtle curves whereas I, myself is almost flat.Wednesday, January 5, 2022 10:30amWe're all lounging by the pool. I really don't like to wear bikinis, so I just wore a tight gray tank top and pink swimsuit bottoms. My mom on her stomach, sunbathing beside the pool. Me, sitting at the pool steps with just half of my body underwater. Michael asked me to pose again so that he can draw me (I'm his favorite model he says). I've never seen any of his drawings though. Harry on the deep side of.