It was as if Lexi wasn’t too sure what to put on her body or was too afraid to mess up. At least Steph got to look at the paint bottles and read to ...abel. She never heard of the brand of paint but was sure that they were sex paints. Easily put on and even more easy to wash off. Thank the lord for that one. She didn’t want paint that would take a few times to wash off. Hell even a large amount of sweat would quickly remove the paint or at least smear it. Steph sat there as Lexi painted on each. She looked up and saw Daniel studying her. “What’s wrong? You okay, Daniel?” she asked. “Nothing’s wrong Sarah. I was just thinking how beautiful you are without make-up this morning,” he replied with a smile. Sarah blushed and looked away unsure of what to say in response. “Daniel,” Sarah said. He looked up. “We can’t turn up at work together today. It would look really unprofessional. What are we gonna do?” Sarah asked, looking concerned. Daniel came up to her and took her in his arms and. Some information wasn’t for sharing. His face changed throughout her story. Lines of concern regularly creased his forehead. She frequently glanced across at him as she drove and the soft hand she rested on his was meant to be reassuring. Finally, she eased the car to a halt on a secluded grass verge. They could see the set of large, wrought-iron gates a few hundred yards down the road. ‘You okay?’ Rosie softly asked. She took both his hands in hers now. ‘A mixture of emotions,’ he. .. Still, you had another problem to deal with - school. And there was only one person you knew you could help you in that area... Using the key from your pocket you let yourself into the Dougherty's unnaturally tidy house. Your maths teacher was kneeling in the entrance hall, facing the door without a stitch of clothing on. "Good evening, Master - I've been expecting you," she greeted you innocently enough but there was an echo of satisfied smugness in her voice that you didn't like at all..