I was staring at Róis, that Irish redhead, in my second class. She was sitting by Ji-Woo, a cute, Korean beauty. Such wicked thoughts popped into my ...ind. If I had two edits on my phone, they could put on a naughty display of lesbian, schoolgirl passion. Slowly stripping off their uniforms...I glanced at my phone. The editing icon was right there.The next class had Pratima, a cute, Indian girl with dark-red skin; Dotty, a busty redhead that reminded me of my daughter, Becky; and Tessa, an. The two of them had been posted there for a month while awaiting a Spanish language class to open at the Defense Language Institute up the hill at the Presidio army base. It was going to come rather easy for Lorenzo since his parents were emigrants from Spain. Then, just after they started their class together, Brandon had left school without getting a chance to talk to any of his fellow students. He'd been called out of class one day to the commander's office and then a short time later packed. I thanked her and then D, Jane, and I went off to the library for what was left of our break.When we entered the library I saw Sally and waved. She waved back and came running over, looking and feeling quite happy."Hi Tish," she said."Hi Sally how are you doing?" I asked."Better, I talked to this shrink I met because of what happened to my friend. She works at the local post-MORFS centre, she's helping me deal with my guilt permanently. Before I was too down to even think of her, but she was. "Mike honey, I'm always off script." I replied."Yeah, but not like when you slept on the office floor. That was way off script, and showed your vulnerability. It would have been killer to show your mental process at the time." Paranoia run amuck," I replied with a smile."It still would have been great TV," he stated again. He was sticking to his gun, trying to shame me into better cooperation."We will see. In the meantime I'm off to wash the smell of work off my ass." Okay, so where do we meet.