Nearly every evening I’d sit and write until I had a four-thousand-word short story, that seems to be evolving into a small book before the next cla...s.The class size shrunk again, to one person, Me!Poor Tony. I could see the disappointment on his face. I smiled at him.He looked at me and said, “If you want to go home, I’ll make sure you get a full refund on the class.”“I don’t want a refund, I want you to keep teaching me how to write.”“Would it be unprofessional if I offered to buy you dinner?. Aidan just shrugged and shook his head, not saying anything at first. ‘She’ll be alright, Aidan. You know Lili, you know how strong she is.’ He just stared at Lili’s hospital bed feeling as if he were stuck in a bad low budget movie. ‘I was going to tell her I loved her.’ He ignored Alex’s sharp intake of breath. ‘We were going to go to New York together for her internship, and now — ‘His voice broke. ‘I’m sorry, Aidan,’ she said through her tears. ‘You’ll still get the chance to tell her, just. But there was nothing I could do about it now. All I could hope to do was keep leaping and see if it ever got me home."Well, let's see what he has saved," I mumbled, and found a huge repository of porn on his computer. "Boy, we've got to get you a girl."Most of his stash seemed to be interracial of one type or another. Carlos seemed to be trying very hard to break out of his ethnicity, rather than embracing it. He even spoke without an accent."Lusty Latinas?" That didn't seem to match his. ”“OK Makalea, I understand, I suppose.” Nina was becoming sympathetic to the brat.Makalea looked as though she was going to ask something, stopped, then plucked up the courage to ask Nina, “How come you are 38 years old and still spanked?”Nina was about to be really sarcastic but realised Makalea was serious. “Well, I get benefits. I don’t do any housework, or even tidy my room. On the other hand Mum has disciplinary control over me and treats me like a teenager, so spanks me when I need it.”.