Die Klasse wartete schon auf sie, gespannt, wie jedes Mal bei Geschichte. Solch eine hübsche Lehrerin hatte man nicht oft.„Guten Morgen, meine Herr...n. Ich habe die Klausuren dabei und muss sagen, dass ich schwer enttäuscht von ihnen bin. So eine schlechte Arbeit bin ich von ihnen allen nicht gewöhnt. Das war überhaupt nichts." Mit strengem Blick ging sie durch die Klasse und verteilte die Klausuren. Die Klasse wurde unruhig, die Noten waren einfach miserabel. Unmut machte sich breit, erste Rufe. "We were stuck inthat damn Avis office at the airport, waiting for them to find us a car. Another half an hour or so beyond that, too." Should be easy enough to confirm. And what about between 2 and 3 pm onMonday?"Uh-oh...Before I could stop him, Nick launched into the truth, a smile suddenlyon his face. "Oh, yeah! That was when we were over at that temple,remember?" he said, turning to me, my mouth completely dry, unable tointerrupt him. "My camera!" he blurted, reaching into his. "97, doesn't this ship have an automatic pilot? Does it really need a crew?" "Oh, yes, Ida," he said, earnestly, I thought. "There is always maintenance to be done. Nothing is perfectly reliable. I nearly lost freezer one, when a refrigerant pump failed. And there must be a human navigator for the rendezvous with Reno. Chaos theory tells us that even the best auto-navigation devices will not steer the ship to Reno with the required precision. There must be human intervention,. When I returned I hesitated and before going to thedoor I walked around the back to a window. Peekingthrough my vision was mainly obscured but the curtainbut what I could see blew my mind. They were dirtydancing together and although I could only see fromtheir waists down it was very erotic. They wereobviously rubbing their crutches together and ‘dryfucking’ to the music. When I entered the front door they were still embracedtogether only now I could see more and was surprised.