For the first lime I wondered if I'd gone too far.Anticipating a dreadful scene if he ever showed, I packed the twins off to the grandmother's and wai...ed. Finally, about ten, he showed, drunk as a skunk. Apparently he'd stopped off at a bar to hype up his courage with more than a little alcohol.Of course I'd expected some reaction to my brutal aggression of the night before, but I hadn't specified it in my mind. When it actually took form, I was more dismayed than I'd ever thought I could. He wanted a friendly relationship between all his students but still picked on all them. For me, I was always getting picked on. You see, Mr.C is hispanic, I'm country. So, Mr.C is always making fun of my country accent. I always want to get back at him but I don't know any Cuban jokes to throw back at him.Walking in I saw that Mr.C had re-arranged the desks again. 'Oh great' I thought looking at them. All of them were faced to the front. The were four groups of two rows. My seat, I knew it was. It had been 2 years since the last time I had snooped; but when would have this opportunity again??Looking at the window on my deck, I had four neighbors wives with their daughters, my wife and three of her friends and their daughters. Of all the women, I had only had the opportunity to look inside one of their panty drawers. They were all busy drinking wine, eating and swimming. I snuck upstairs. Their were three bedrooms that were full of their bags that they had brought and more importantly,. (Funny what the mind can dredge up.) Some time later Jeff came up and we had a bit of lunch – deli and sodas – that we’d bought before coming up. Then I went down into the empty building to help Jeff collect his stuff. I kept prevaricating, not wanting to call the thing off myself, but kind of hoping that he would. Around 4 pm Jeff had finished what he was doing. He turned to me and said: “OK. You ready?” What could I say? I went with him up the two flights of.