But those are mature relationships between consenting adults, and I have never slept with a student while he or she was my student; not even you, if y...u will recall. Once we returned to class, I cut you off."I waggled my head. "It's a fine line between student and intern, but I'll grant you that." Perhaps, but the point is that grades have never been part of the bargain. Why do you ask? I choose to believe you would not ask such a thing of me lightly."My eyes hardened. "How much do you know. Even someone else being hurt in that way, even in fiction, gives me feelings of physical pain.He came a little closer and said, as one would to a puppy “Come on. I’ll make they don’t hurt you.” Seizing mentally on these words, I started a precarious descent carefully picking my steps down the pile of rubble and saying to the boy “Thank you! thank you! You are so kind”. I think of my words today and really want to give myself a good slap despite my dislike of violence.I reached the bottom and. They tried to comfort me, as the tears rolled down my face. I was ok, as I kept telling myself, I went upstairs, got undressed, and just got into bed and fell asleep. My senior year, It’s New Year’s Eve, and I’m home alone in bed. Happy New Years 1991.Winter recess came to an end, and I now had an edge to me, I was angry. I got set up… I was going to get even. The first day of school after winter break comes, and I’m ready for school an hour ahead of time. By this time, my best friend Joe. The boys hurried into join Pete as I turned and looked through the door to see the Coach and Shawn. Again I opened the door and watched as they both opened their eyes wide."Good evening, Coach and Shawn. Please come in." I said as they stepped through the door. "It would appear that you approve of my outfit for the party. At least the bulges in your pants say so. Tonight there will be two new white girls who have never had a black dick before. You are to limit yourselves to them unless I.