There was also a sonic-grav drying area which rapidly removed all the excess moisture on my travelling outfit. I wasn’t worried about my bag as it w...s waterproof. Other Cadets wandered in behind me after the first to follow got zapped and they realised permission needed to be granted.Outside, I simply stood by my bed and waited, happy at least to be dry.“Attention!” the second JM began, proving he was a male at least. “I am Junior Monitor Kilto, this is Junior Monitor Valla,” he indicated his. I subtly reminded him that Valentine’s Day was coming up when I told him I’d ordered his wife a dozen red roses. He was chuffed. The gorgeous fool didn’t have a clue that I had chosen the most cliched present in the world. Men are so obvious. And I get a perverse pleasure out of ordering his ‘love’ gifts for her. He’s just grateful that he doesn’t have to remember, so I get brownie points and the reward of his delicious cock to suckle on as I’m kneeling under the big shiny desk in his. I would see about getting the sheet music today. When I got into my office, I gave George a call at Alberts, bounced the idea off him.“Yeah, you’ve be a killer on that, Will,” he said. “Some of the higher notes might be a stretch for your voice, but I bet we could come up with a good arrangement. Let me get the music, and I’ll come over on Saturday, we can kick it around.”He called me a bit later, saying he had got a copy of the sheet music, a full arrangement, and I took the bus in to the. All through this school year, except recently when I started trying to get better grades, I would tune out the teacher's voice and engage in this daydream. From the classroom I would fly away and be there in the Smoky mountains." "What do you mean you would 'tune out' the teacher's voice?" asked Terri-Ann. "Oh, that's a trick I learned in my first year at Jefferson. I would pretend that the teacher was speaking in a foreign language. Pretty soon his voice would just become a.