You can talk to the other parents if you like, but I'd be surprised if you find many who want her gone." I like her," said Millie. "The children like ...er too. Thank you for telling me this." You're welcome. My Mary is just busting out all over with how smart she says you're making her. And it's not just talk. I can see the difference. I don't know what you did wherever you came from, but you're a passable good teacher." She smiled.Millie thanked her again, and then left. She decided she needed. But that Wednesday our English teacher who was supposed to teach the class that begins right after lunch was sick. We were told there was not going to be any class after lunch but that we should go wait in our homeroom. I was really frustrated and decided to cut class and just go home. My classmates sometimes did that and so did I. No one would stop a teenage guy who’s walking home with his backpack, our school wasn't very strict. Besides I was nineteen already and could do whatever I. His argument was a ‘need for humanity to remember its morals and decency’ though everyone knew it was to tell all of California not to fuck with him or especially his daughter. The guy defends rapists for Christ’s sake, and Jesus if anyone knew what he was about to do this night. I don’t really have anything against hypocrites though. I’m not exactly the paragon of morality myself, after all. My mind then wandered to Brad. Brad Facelli. One of the stars of Deering’s football team when I was. Scared to death, I hurriedly tried to get in my car. He came over and said don’t worry, I like what I see. You’re a crossdresser right, he asked. I nodded my head yes. He said he liked to dress as well.Standing by my car he said I was really hot and asked if I would like to take a little drive so we could talk. I said let’s just go over to another part of the parking lot. It was after midnight and all the stores in the center were closed. I got in my car and he in his truck and drove to where.