The air in the room smelled as if she regularly violated the school no smoking policy.She worked her way behind her desk and waved me to a seat in one...of the chairs. I sat."Well, Billy," she started, "Mrs. Wilks is a little upset by the way in which you talked to her. She says you were getting smart with her. Is that true?" Getting smart?" I asked contemplatively. "Why do teachers, counselors, and secretaries tell kids not to get smart? Isn't that what we are in school for?"This produced a few. Then it hit me. Shit, tomorrow was my birthday. Tomorrow was my birthday and I had forgotten all about it. At work, I had been under pressure to finish up a project and it had consumed me one hundred percent. Then, just relieved that it was over, I came home and there was my wife and her most beautiful girlfriend getting it on in our bed and now I'm taking my turn with her. And tomorrow it's my birthday. "Oh, hon. Now I get it…my birthday. You set this up. You set it up for my birthday, didn't. , and NEVER admit that there was a switch!But Cilla could always tell, and they never even tried fooling her; they knew it was too tough!One night, a few days before school let out, Cilla's mother called her into the master bedroom for a private chit chat."I know you've been having sex regularly, Cill! Now, don't deny it! I also know you've had sex with your brothers! That's why you're on the pill!"Before Cilla could even begin to formulate any counters, her mother laid the bombshell: "Your. They tried to look serious, but failed totally and followed him back shaking with laughter and supporting each other as they staggered from side to side. It had been a wonderful meal but only a prodigious amount of fine wine and old brandy had kept them from freezing. Even as they approached the house the insane mood which had sustained them, started to dissipate and cold sobriety took over.When they got into the warmth, it was borne in on them, just how very cold indeed they were. The.