She had arrived at that conclusion after becoming aware of all the 'tented pants' she seemed to create among the boys in her classes.There was one boy...in her last class of the day, Mike Dans, who seemed to get a hard on as soon as he walked through her classroom door and saw her and he kept it for the entire class period. She knew that because he sat in the front row. She had seen the lump and more than once she had wondered what it looked like, but she knew she would never know. There was only. But he knew he had to. He owed that to them, at a minimum. And he knew he'd tell the truth. He owed them that too.Feeling tense, like when he knew he'd get a beating, he sat. No one noticed the irony of the fact that he didn't speak until spoken to.That ... conversation, to put it gently, would make a story all by itself. There developed, during the hour that they bombarded him with questions, the full range of emotions that women are capable of. There was anger, and disappointment, and. " Lucy said from the widedoorway to the kitchen."It's alright," Lucy's mother said. "He's a lovely kid." To be honest I never thought I'd see you again." I read every one of the letters you sent. I kept them all infact. It was only when you said you had a child of your own thatit finally dawned on me that I had made a bad mistake. You mightbe half- horse now, but you're still my daughter." You still don't like the idea?" Lucy said."No, but what sort of parent would turn their own flesh and. How shall I put it? So... now."The man takes you by the elbow and leads you past a couple of stalls to a small door set against a back wall. A wall that you are sure wasn't there a few moments ago."Whereas," the man continues. "My machine is not only now, but also before and everything to come!"He flings open the door and you find yourself in a large room adorned with artifacts, relics and memorabilia from a wide variety of civilizations past, present and future. The man leads you past the.