"When was the last time you saw her?" I just look at her as I carry my son, car seat and all towards the house."Jake, that was a really nice thing you...did, yesterday," she says. "You work yourself to the bone all week. No one expected you to go and cut those trees down for her on Saturday and spend all day today taking junior to the zoo. You need some time to have some fun yourself too. Remember all work and no play..."Again I didn't reply. "So Honey, I was thinking ... I could get my mom to. . If I won't, it's because I'm not allowed, so it'scan't." Oh. Okay, then, what am I doing here?" Standing. And jiggling, too--quite nicely, I might add."Again, the leer; that paperclip was really getting off on this,I could tell."Thanks; that's very helpful."The paperclip showed a smug self-satisfied smile. "That's whyI'm here." So... What _can_ you tell me?" Well, I can tell you how to use the drawers right there andthe bathroom door and the faucets in the--" I already know how to use that. So instead of making friends I worked and worked. The bell sounded the end ofthe lesson. I looked up from my essay that I had been writing quietly andwatched as my classmates filed out of the room. I slowly packed away my thingstill at last I was alone in the classroom with my teacher. Mr Harding wasnot???? well-liked. At first many of thegirls had been taken in by his deep brown eyes and black hair and his broadshoulders. But a twisted sense of humour and a way of teasing students who. Are you a little shy? Come on, show us what you got. Let's see those tits."I really didn't like that guy. I would have liked to wipe the smirk off his face, but he was holding all the high cards. I tried to read his mind to see what he wanted. I couldn't decide between just getting undressed as fast as I could, or putting on a show for him. I decided to put on my stripper act, something that I'm pretty good at if what my boyfriends have told me is true. I concentrated my attention on the.