"I just wanted you to know. I don't just love you, I respect you. As an educator, I'm in awe of you." He stopped and stayed silent."You have a crush, ...homas." It would be simpler if these feeling would just fade away, "You have a crush on who you remember me being. I'm not that person anymore. Trust me, go out with a few people, stop being so--so obsessed with me, ok?" she was not sure who was guilty of obsession but she was not going to tell him that.He smirked, "Elaine, I'm not a child. Don't. And there may be something equally as bad as the trauma to her heart." Obviously trying to keep from breaking down, Caitlin paused for a moment. "There is a small spot on her brain, and she has a fractured skull." Small spot? What caused the spot? What does a spot mean?" Jeff interrupted.Caitlin reached over and grasped his arm. "It probably means that a small vessel in her brain was torn when she hit her head so hard. The spot is blood. The CAT scan shows it as a white area near the skull. She. Some of the boys made up excuses too since Miss Connelly was being so easy. When the first class bell rang everyone flew out the door. I went up to Lorelei and she kissed me. She asked me to tweak her nipples and then to finger her clit for her. She tasted like blueberries that day. I liked it.It was lunchtime before I saw her again. She took me to her classroom, locked the door, and covered the window with a piece of black paper. Then Lorelei undressed for me in the sexiest way possible. She. Au début elle n’y croyait pas trop, mais après avoir réussi à faire pourrir une pomme en moins de 30 secondes elle commença à passer la majeure partie de son temps libre à essayer de nouveaux trucs (le reste du temps à faire du cheval). Malgré quelques petites frayeurs (un début d’incendie, une ou deux crises d’acnés et une table fondue), elle avait rapidement appris comment se débarrasser de ses rivales et attirer encore plus les hommes. Sorts de chute de cheveux, de poussées d’acné dignes.