”“I’m sorry,” said Kat. “It’s just that you’re so beautiful.”“Well, thank you, I guess,” answered the teacher, looking down at the...paper for a moment. “It’s not unusual for people to have certain feelings for their teachers sometimes. But it’s very important to respect boundaries.”“Yes, ma’am,” said Kat, frowning. “So you don’t like me back is what you’re saying.” For a moment she looked like she was about to cry.“Kat, I’m a teacher here and you’re a student. And I’m not a lesbian.”Kat’s eyes. You're what, says here... ah. Six-four, two-ten? One should be enough, even with a man your size. But if it isn't, you can safely double the dosage." What if that don't work?" George demanded.The doctor shrugged. "Well then, you'd be inhuman. But seriously, if 200 milligrams doesn't knock you right out, give me a call. I'm sure I could get published in the New England Journal of Medicine with such a case."He was laughing. George wasn't. But he did manage to force a smile. After all, he'd just. "I'm afraid I'll have to decline the martini," she said, "I have the Japanese curse." She took off her coat and handed it to Greg. She was dressed much as she had been at Amy's party, in a very nice skirt and sweaterAs Greg hung up her coat, he raised his eyebrows quizzically. He said, "What's the 'Japanese curse?'"Megan laughed. She said, "I turn bright red when I drink. Especially when I drink something strong like a martini." Is it an allergy or what?" I don't know. It's just something that. Up to that point my conversation was a bit timid. I was in uncharted waters here. "If you want to drive me back to my motel I'd appreciate it," she said. I was still confused about my feelings and I still could not she this beautiful woman as a transexual or the fact that I desperately wanted to fuck her. These two emotions clashed up to the point when we pulled into the parking lot of her motel. She invited me in for a few drinks. "Get so lonesome on the road, " she said, squeezing my.