”“Al Barton?” I asked incredulously. “A sweetheart? I must have missed something.”“He cares about you,” Abbie said. “Just as the rest ...f us do. He’s tough on you because you need it. Just as Elyse is. And just as your daughter is.”I nodded, conceding.“Yes, let’s do a memorial on Saturday,” I said. “I want to go to Puerto Rico, but I don’t think I’ll get permission. How’s Jessica?”“She just had her breakfast in the ‘Indian’ room,” Abbie said. “She’s not really interested in talking to. The young girl was wearing a set of fingerless, leather gloves with sleeves running back up to the elbows. Complementing those gloves was a skin-tight leather waist-coat that opened out tantalisingly around Tammy’s pointy breasts. Down below the girl had on a pair of fish-net stockings flowing up and out of a pair of shiny, black, high heeled shoes. Holding those stockings up was a black, leathery garter belt with suspenders to match ... and that was it ... no skirt ... no panties ... no shorts. .." Erin trailed off, and Natasha decided to leave her to her thoughts. They must have been strange thoughts, because when Natasha looked back a few minutes later, Erin was still standing in the same position, and Natasha thought she even saw a bit of drool.So lusting after guys was bad. Natasha had thought as much. She would have to take a break from having boyfriends for a while, at least until she got her spiritual life in order. Natasha didn't want to face eternal torment.In the change. Or maybe she just wanted to shock and embarrass me for the hell of it.Actually, I found her quite beautiful at that moment. She was grinning foolishly with, I presume, a mixture of embarrassment, insecurity, and mischievous glee. I thought the globs of cum made her glow.I waited almost until the last minute of class, giving the sperm a chance to dry on her face for the hour, so it would be harder for the other students who inevitably looked at her to see.“Miss Compton, you are guilty of gross.