And then she said something that I would later remember for ever.“Well if it helps you get over me, then perhaps we could….. um ………. do it j...st one time” and gave me a naughty smile. I was not sure what I was hearing!!I was like “What is this real???” and she then came close to me and laid her hands on my groin.Then I lost it. An animal instinct came over me. I pushed her down to the couch and grabbed her shirt. I tore it into two ( she let out a moan “Aah you are really wild” ). She wasn’t. The next morning I had my chance. Everyone else was in our home class and I was out in the corridor where the bags and lockers were. I went over to Zac’s bag, took a deep breath and slipped the letter in. I turned around as our teacher, Mr West, came out into the corridor and told me off for not being inside as home class had started. As I followed him inside I thought to myself, ‘now all I have to do is wait’. ~*~ Zac ~*~ Mondays are always bad. I don’t know why, they just are. However, at the. I extracted it to my Temp directory, crossed my fingers, and double-clicked it.The word "MASTER" flashed on the screen, followed by "MASTER PROGRAM RUN COMPLETE."The desktop had a new Icon. I decided to run it. Another window popped up. The top was a standard pull-down menu with a series of buttons below labeled "Macro - 1" through "Macro - 10" and a pull-down field labeled "Subject Name." Below left was a featureless figure, rotating slowly. To the right of that was an area labeled. Peako, this time of the year we don't really have anything. But it's too cold for you to go on to wherever it is you were heading. Why don't you stay with us a couple of days, at least until this blizzard passes and it gets a little warmer?"I guess it should be here noted; my father and mother had an innate special brand of kindness. I've spent a lifetime trying to learn to live up to their standards. I'm still trying... "Well," my father said thoughtfully, "I guess you could—help me cut some.