...I was imagining Judy. We moved a year later to an area in Southern California that was, by coincidence, close to Judy and Bill. I saw Judy at least...twice a week after that for one reason or another. She became an obsession. I would find myself savoring her perfume as she passed close by, trying to catch glimpses of as much of her as I could any time I could. I would often go into the bathroom adjoining her bedroom and take her bra or panties out of the hamper and spend the next half hour or. Maybe teachers got assigned. I had a quick little fantasy of a piece of paper on the bulletin board in the teacher’s lounge. At the top were the words “Morals Police Assignments for Valentine’s Dance.” Under that were names, and quadrants of the gym, establishing beats, all laid out so that roving teachers could make sure some arbitrary line wasn’t crossed.I was grumpy. All I’d done was kiss her.I felt Val’s hand take mine and tug. We went over to the row of chairs by one wall, where she had. Johnson isn't here I would feel better if you took the car. These streets are pretty safe, but I think of myself as your guardian Miss Hanson. Mr. Johnson arrives today, correct?" Joseph confirmed as he opened the door to the Towne Car."Yes, early afternoon." She confirmed."Shanna will call you later to make plans for some night this week." Joseph whispered as he reached in to hand her the seatbelt.She winked back and was on her way.The formal atmosphere of The Four Season was very nice, but. “But we have an advantage. We live for centuries, and while our minds may be trapped, unchanging, wisdom can still be learned. Perhaps a dark, tormented soul can also be stable and reliable? Julias is an example of such a man. He has grown considerably in the century I’ve known him, but still, he is a tormented man.”“He seems a lot happier now that he has Beatrice. But, also weighed down with his new responsibilities.”“And yet, he not only bears his burdens, but engages Miss Damor in both.