My home period is Mrs. Welsting. She stands five foot 5, long beautiful blonde hair, wearing a pick button up shirt with two button undone showing off...her cleavage, high heels, and a blue skirt that goes past he knees. A lot of the boys fantasize about her all the time in class and wish for a class with her even though they don’t know what she teaches. “Good morning student!” Mrs. Welsting says in her energetic, smooth, lovely voice, “How was all you’re morning?” The class replies with happy. Ah, there is more than one way to skin a slut.Finally, the next morning after my talk with Pete, Tina and I had a discussion in the cabin. She has pretty much been Wes’s girl for the first couple days of the cruise. I was in the room changing into my bathing suit, when she walked in.“What did you do to our sign and sail card?” She asked.“I changed them to cash only,” I replied.“Why would you do that?”“So, you can’t run up a big bill entertaining Wes.”“You bastard how could you think I would do. The Skipper and Mate are saying goodbye to their wives and said they'd be back by six, and if you arrived before, to invite you aboard and help you sort out berths for everyone."The man suppressed a smile, offering his hand to shake. "Thank you, Tom. I'm Rob Clark; my colleague bringing up the rear, there, is Susan James." He turned to his group. "Come on, people, come aboard."They all assembled on the deck, looking at Tom, who raised his voice to address them. "There are lots of ways to get. The school had cancelled morning classes in order to call an emergency school-wide assembly to address the issue. Looking around the cafeteria, I noticed that Cara seemed to have made it back from her date, but eleven of my classmates were missing.After looking over (and dismissing) the cereal choices, I ran into Jenna by the milk dispenser. "Morning," she said. "Heard anything?" Enough to make me think that anyone who got caught is out of here." That's not the worst part," she said, lowering.