I could tell she was gently crying, although she was trying her best to hide it. She was never good at trying to keep anything from me… she should h...ve known better. ‘I just… I just thought you were so in love with Gary.’ She stuttered between tears. ‘You know, being that way was always something weird or crazy.’ She had a point. Girls at our school who were gay were always shunned, or f***ed to live with their natural ambitions in agonizing silence. I had a few times wondered if Cindi was this. ” Miss Tener shook with rage. Makaela looked at the big oaf and said, “Every other teacher has dismissed their students to do anything. There are girls sun bathing and playing in the pool. You want me to do work? What the hell is wrong with you?” Miss Tener said, “You do wh-”Before she could finish, Makaela interrupted her by waving her hand back and forth. “Yeah, yeah. I’m going to take a nap,” she said as if she was a queen and everyone her subjects. With that Makaela just turned her back to. “Hello Maria. You,re looking really good!” I complimented her and of course she always did. Very athletic she liked to take part in sports and had been a cheerleader since junior high school with a fabulous body high lighted by her tight cheerleader uniforms consisting of tight tops, almost too short skirts and brief matching panties which I,d often fantasised removing(along with the other high school guys no doubt) as she performed her cheerleading routines. Long blonde hair with emerald green. She looked and said what? I said come here. Jean looked around then came through the little gate that separates our gardens. As she got closer She said what's the matter? I said nothing I thought we could go inside. Jean said are you sure? I said well it's either that or I'll come out. She said you can't come out someone might see you. I said well you better come in. Jean came in and stood in the kitchen. I shut the door and closed the blinds. I went over and turned the lights on. I turned.