Can you get him to stop?"the principal pleaded."I'll see what I can do," she said uncommittedWhen Ryan got home, his mother mentioned the phone call. ...Are youpretending to be a girl at school, Ryan?" his mother asked nonchalant."What? Who said that?" Ryan scoffed."The principal," she replied. "Do you want to go shopping for girlclothes?" No, this whole thing is a prank, duh," he replied."Well, don't take it too far, honey. You could embarrass yourself," hismother warned."Whatever," Ryan. From your shoulders I press my hands quite hard on you with my thumbs splayed out to work the base of your neck. The heat has made your muscles a little more compliant but there are some knots that I work out using firm pressure in a circular motion before drawing them down your back with longer gentler strokes to your waist, leaving your back feeling nice and relaxed. I then start at your ankles working small circles into lateral movements ever up towards your ass. Your calves are done quickly. But tonight was the sexy Joanne. The Joanne who, even now, was having a quick shower and painting her nails. She would want everything right. I jumped over the side to wash off any sweat. Then I found my antiperspirant. I wanted her to feel comfortable. It was after 10 when we retired to the pit. I had taken to calling it the pit since it was turning into one. I’d made the bed as well as I could. And sprayed the room with some perfume, borrowed from Cheryl. But there was no disguising the fact. I'll get Hassan and Alyssa. We'll meet at the station." He squeezed her hands quickly, and jumped up, knocking his desk over. Quick, everything needed to be done quickly.Everyone was turning to look at him. "Lisa, David. Go with Shahia. RUN!" Lisa, just because. David, because he could think on his feet and could probably keep up with the girls. Shahia was already getting to her feet. She had her escape kit in her hand.He looked around the room, thinking. "Joe, Geno, Malcolm, come with me.".