" Let Dave be for now. He had a tough one. If he's rested, he'll be of more value when we need him."The rest of the day was fairly boring, until about...three when Bobby called. "Jan and I are on the way out the door to help Sarg. He has both escapees in a motel room. We're on our way to finish it. They're out in Brandon. We're taking the CTX in case you have a guest pickup."I barely had time to tell her to be careful before she hung up. I asked Sarah if Sarg had called for backup, and she said. I’ll come with you.”Rose made a little sound of distress. I looked at her.“Sir, the lady’s er ... scent would permeate through the car. It would be almost impossible to get it out. Michaela would skin me alive, sir. Please!”“Agh. She’s right Raine. Those fish guts you spread over your butt would ruin this leather. Sorry. You’ll have to walk.”“Oh, thank you, sir. That’s such a relief. Michaela wouldn’t be as nice about spanking me as you are.” Rose looked genuinely relieved.“Wait,” screeched. It was ludicrous for me to do this, especially at work. This is a 26 year old mother for Heaven’s sake! I can’t do this! It is wrong! I quickly pulled my swollen penis back into my underwear and sat there in that cubicle until the swelling had reduced. Today was obviously not going to go easy, not with this on my mind. I had to resist the urge; not this woman, not someone with a kid and a husband, surely not…The next day I went to work; it was the last working day of the week for me. The rest. My High School and—more precisely—me, myself, and I attracted all manner of beings, creatures, murderers and the occasional psycho, and those were just the TAs. My biography already read like a Patricia Cornwell novel crossed with a Buffy the Vampire Slayer episode. I stepped out of the claustrophobic phone booth (How did Superman do it?) into the main lobby of the school. You’re wondering whether I had a rational bone in my body. Why didn’t I call the police? Or just go home? Think about it..