She's off doing book signings, 30 cities in 15 weeks or something like that. You know: if it's Tuesday this must be Minneapolis, or Phoenix." Ugh. My ...ympathies."She really hadn't had much time to see Krissi. They talked on the phone, and when Krissi had a book signing in a suburb of Chicago they went to dinner afterward, but that was it.She was living the life of a nun, and not liking it one bit.She was in a hotel room in Houston, unpacking, when Sue called her cell phone."How are you. It wasthen that I realized that he had put hid hand on my legand was rubbing it and while doing that he was movinghis hand up to my thigh. I was now feeling rather warm and relaxed. I glancedover to my wife and she was watching what was going onand just smiled at me. I felt his hand slide up andthen touch my manhood and then slip between my legs. Irelaxed my legs and let him slide his hand downfurther. I had no idea what was going on but I did notcare. The next thing I knew we were standing up. She asked me what i was doing here so late i was trying to catch my breath when she invited me into her classroom. there i sat exhausted. she was typing on her laptop, i couldn't resist it anymore i had to say it. Mrs Patterson i want to tell you something Yes Brian? Mrs Patterson i have been your student for almost 4 years and i find you unique. i'm not going to lie to you freshman year when you wrote on the smart board when you wore those tight pants i took candid pictures of your ass on my. ” Then to John she said, “Okay, Notre Dame is a very large high-powered football school. So what?”Again John was intently studying something on the tabletop in front of him. “I want to go to Hillsdale!” he blurted. Then looking up at his mother he added, “It would be much better for the guys, too. And ... and ... Tony Kramer is the best quarterback I’ve ever seen. And Paul Christian is even faster than I am...” At that point John just ran down and stopped.“John, dear,” Andy asked with a wry.