” She pointed to a Policia officer and a group of extras carrying MP-40s, the same sub-machine gun that the Nazis, except the one packing the Uzi, h...d been using.“Give your guns to the officers.” She addressed the cop. “Check the bodies for ammo. They were planning a massacre; they’d have brought enough bullets to be sure everyone got their share. We have six pistols and the Uzi Mander picked up for defense. You’ve been watching the actors handle guns all morning; if you think anyone can handle. Whenever he enters school in a happy playful mood. He wishes me ‘Good Morning Mam’.” And she laughed out, I was sure she was at something else.I took my chance and told her “Who would not like those chubby cheeks?” Slowly I could feel that intimacy was building. Like a time bomb, it was ticking slowly. But would it explode or not was a matter of time. She was a very different teacher.This was the first time I met such a seductive, open-minded teacher. I again wondered if I was discussing with. He slept over a lot, so I planned on slipping into bed with him after she went off to an early class the next morning. After she got up and went to class, I could see into the bedroom and he was still sound asleep. I quietly closed the bedroom door, gently slid under the covers, and spooned up behind him. He was totally naked and so was I. He began to stir when he felt my body behind him, and he must have assumed it was her. “Baby, I can feel your nipples on my back,” he said. Without saying. When I left the mall, the bike ran out of gasoline. In the excitement I had forgotten to fill it up. Since the bike required oil and gasoline to be mixed, I couldn't just push it to the service station. That explains why I had a high impact plastic, pancake style canteen filled with gas strapped into the handlebar basket. It would also make a nice fire if I needed one in a hurry.The little delay made me a few minute later than I had expected to be. "So how late am I?" I asked the receptionist.