We have something to tell you."My heart sank. This was not good. My joyful mood was gone. As mum led me to the table, it felt as though I was walking ...n slow motion, each step an effort. Paul bolted to his room and shut the door, but I could hear him sobbing. Then I knew."Where's Scott," I screamed, my eyes darting around the room, expecting to see him.Mum looked at me, trying to hold back her tears. "There has been an accident at work." Take me to him. I want to see him." I jumped out of the. Aside from the overly-interested looks she got from almost every guy in school, no one made any reference to the events of the past Friday until she got to art class. Mrs. Avery took her aside and said, "I certainly hope we won't be having another misunderstanding this week. Just to be sure, I've changed our focus subject to still lifes. You'll all be drawing fruit baskets for a week."Kevin also mentioned Friday night, but only in passing. As he walked past Tammie's desk on his way into class,. "It really is kinda my thing. I can't really explain why exactly though...." And you don't have to. It is alright with me. No worries dear." He smiled and noticed that we already emptied the bottle. "I will get us another bottle, if you are up for it?" Oh yeah, totally." I responded and began giggling. While Mr. McDoden was at the kitchen, I noticed that I already had become a bit tipsy. I assumed that was because it was quite a while ago since I last ate something, but I was not really hungry. She stepped behind him, fingers trailing across the smooth skin of his shoulders, gently raking his back with her nails until she was arrested by the waistline of his breeches. Pressing herself into his back, the hard peaks of her arousal boring into his flesh, she slid her palms around to his chest, rubbing and massaging. Nibbling at an ear, she breathed, “nothing at all?” One hand moved lower to caress his stomach, and she felt and heard his sharp inhalation of breath.Kissing the across back.