She stood out, she was unique and the only one who earned that respectful adoration ever taught in our school. She never ceased to exist, she was alwa...s there on everybody’s mind in the school, it was as if, she existed in waves and disturbances that rippled over the students, teachers and the principal as a giant wave that broke into the shore, wave after wave, she came and she gone. She broke on our minds with suddenness that we were blenched with fear of apprehension; she broke on us in a. Then, to confirm her suspension, licked the tip of her moist finger. “It is cunt juice. Your plant is smothered in cunt juice.” Claire eyed Sandy suspiciously.Sandy was taken aback. She had never once ever heard Claire say anything improper. Yet here she was, the prim and proper, butter wouldn’t melt in her mouth, Curate’s wife, effing and blinding like a trooper. Sandy was lost for words.Then full realisation of the situation dawned on Claire. “Sandra, I do believe you have been fornicating. .thought what ?!"Miranda replied a rather put out how this woman was speaking to her in that husky liquid vioice. "What do you mean !" she demanded "Ahh so you do have some assertiveness in you!" the lady let out a slight laugh "For such a submissive young lady" "E-excuse me ?!" Miranda retorted "Who are you calling submissive !" "oh we do have some spirit in you then ?!" it was a retorical question and the lady went on " Well my dear you are a fascinating little creature !" Miranda was. . " Wendysaid completing sentence by rolling his finger as if they were playingcharades.After breakfast Madge went upstairs to shower and change clothes. Wendyinsisted on doing the dishes but his grandmother helped anyway. When allwas in order, the boy's grandmother turned her thoughts to her own hair."Oh my, I must look a fright. Especially compared to you two soon to beprettily coifed girls," Wilma said looking at Madge and Wendy- both withcurlers in their hair. Repeatedly she poked her.