I was failing miserably in my Accounting 305 class. The professor was a kindly gentleman by the name of Evans who had tried his best to help me out wi...h extra classes and assignments. I just couldn't get the hang of it."Ms Thomas," Professor Evans said as he ushered me into his office. "There's only two weeks to go and at the rate you are going, I really don't see how I can pass you." I'm really trying." I said. "Can't I do some extra work?" You haven't even handed in some of the assignments. If you feel that you can't live with me anymore, well again, how can I argue that?"Linda was looking at me like I was crazy. Deep down though I could see that she was nodding at my acute ability to realize that what she said was the truth and she appreciated it."Wait, you didn't love me?" she asked."There've been times, just like you."She got a little flustered. In all the times she played out this little scene in her head, she had never anticipated me reacting like this. I enjoyed seeing her. There was a slight gasp at first as the little Asian chick that was delivering the food saw the door open. She then wheeled the trolley into the room and saw Isobel and me going at it like rabbits. She giggled and started taking off the lids to the various dishes. Meanwhile Marie seemed to really be liking what she was seeing of this girl and I couldn’t blame her cos this Asian girl was seriously cute, around 5 foot tall with long black hair tied up and perky little tits which were mostly. Jen hated her own curly hair, though. Amanda ran down the stairs and towards the door. She pulled it open and saw a man wearing the strangest outfit she had ever seen anyone wear on a day that was not Halloween. It looked like a black graduation gown. The man himself looked relatively sane, though. His blonde hair was neatly combed and he smiled when Amanda opened the door. "Hello," he greeted her, "Are your parents home?" "Er," Amanda began, "I think so. Are you selling.