She fingered the ring he had given her on that day, the one that she had worn off and on ever since. Squaring her shoulders she set off to throw it ba...k in his face. Joe was angry with Ephraim because he had failed to turn up for the press conference. There had been no word at all, nothing. No call, no note, no message. And when he’d tried to ring the boy had his bloody phone turned off. Being agent to someone like Ephraim was a dream. Usually he was so obedient and undemanding, unlike the. The fifth graders were going to get to go first, but they couldgo to the front of the line once the older kids had all had one turn.There were lots of other things to do while they waited, Mr. McGee toldthem. Regular dancing for the brave would take place on the stage, tableswere set up for a tournament for the people who had brought theircollectable card decks (no keepsies allowed), and some other games andcontests were being set up too."And," Mr. McGee added, "three of the room mothers have. She was having trouble getting the key to turn in the lock. Always being willing to help I volunteered to get some oil and help her to get the door open.This of course gave me and opportunity to had a more extended view of Pat's showing slip.With the garage door now freed I went back to our house and assumed that the joy of the day was over.Just after lunch I went upstairs and glanced out of the bedroom window to see Pat just getting her lawnmower out of the garage. She was wearing the same. Very easy. Especially if Tina was the one playing with her. She closed her eyes, completely unaware of the effect that her fantasy was having on Tina, who couldn't help but be pulled into it, thus giving it more power than a casual fantasy. Cindy shifted in her seat, a slight smile on her lips as she felt the sting of a whip crashing into her slight body. She knew that she was wetting the crotch of her borrowed sweats, but her fantasy was so intense, it didn't really matter to her. In fact, the.