A further three photos were sent in the 12 minutes she was absent from the classroom.Adèle rinsed her red eyes with cold water petrified what her you...g blackmailer was intending on doing with the five pictures she had sent him. Snapping out of her thoughts she quickly returned to her classroom, the c***dren quieting down and putting away their phones before returning to their exercises. The pretty dark-haired teacher could not look at Ross for the remainder of the fifteen minutes of the period. Just three months ago, Carl (Donna's husband and a successful lawyer) announced that he was leaving her to live with his eighteen-year-old secretary. Donna was still in shock. She may not be as young as his blond girlfriend, but she is still a hot and beautiful woman.Of course, she and Karl have not gotten along very well over the past few years, and their marriage may have been falling apart, but it was still a very rude surprise to suddenly be alone without a husband. And without sex.It was. 'This isn't a museum for putting perfect souls on display, it's a hospital for wounded souls to get the healing they need.'" She pointed down at Apis, snoozing blissfully. "You did him more good in five minutes than any of us have been able to do in a year. Please, Callie. There are so many hurt souls, and so much need for help, and it looks like this is something you're really good at." Good at?" Lauren shook her head, confused, "At what? What do you people even do here?"Chrys smiled. "Put him. It was now or never.“Let’s talk about-fuck!” Tink leapt across the room, hands spread wide. She tackled Mike, and Mike fell over backward, slamming Tink’s head into the ceiling.“Oh shit, I’m so-hey!” Unfazed, Tink was clawing at him, grabbing handfuls of his t-shirt. He fought back, not wanting to hit her at first due to her size. Unfortunately, it was like tangling with an angry cat. His bandages were quickly shredded, and Tink was busy trying to wrestle him into submission.The low ceiling.