And boy, were they wild ones!After class, Mr. Jones asked Jessie to stay after class.'What could he possibly want with me?' she thought."Jessie, I'd l...ke to ask you a favor..."'Sure, I'll give you head' is what Jessie wanted to say. "What's that, Mr. Jones?" was her answer."I have a date Friday night, and I was wondering if you'd be interested in watching Cole for me."Jessie knew Mr. Jones' 2 year old son Cole because he had came to her class a few time."I'd love to," she replied, "But I don't. " That's bad enough! But I'll care for you my little sunshine, you know that don't you?"Now they arrived at school. Her father was giving her a kiss and Mandy took her books and went to the schoolyard. She had no friends besides Emily. The others were laughing about her, because she was so low developed or simply ignored her. She stood there like a shy fawn in the forest.And then Emily came running towards her.Emily was rather the opposite of Mandy. She also wasn't that tall but had more. Dan reached the confluence of frustration, fatigue, andstress calling it a night. Around nine thirty he parkedin the garage and noticed that Sylvia’s car was there,but the house seemed dark and quiet. Entering the househe heard smooth jazz playing on the patio stereo. Hestepped on the patio expecting to find her relaxing inthe hot tub. Instead he found the music playing to alighted, but empty hot tub. Two partially consumed wineglasses and Sylvia’s bikini and wrap were. “Who the fuck are you?” he finally asked.“Johnathan Harris,” I said.“You’re Johnny?” he gasped.“Yes,” I said, extending my hand, “Pleasure to meet you.”He shook it woodenly.“I didn’t know you were so big,” he said.“I didn’t use to be,” I replied, “Do you usually act like such a jackass?”“I-”“It was a rhetorical question, man.”Suzie now looked steamed. I think she was embarrassed.“Can we go somewhere?” she asked me.He lunged at me again. I grabbed his left hand with my left hand, and let his.