Saying thatmakes me feel a little funny. The knit pants feel great and lookfantastic. The pants hug my legs but don't feel tight at all. I lovethe way...they make my legs look. I have an ass! Who knew? I neverknew, but in these pants I have a nice round ass. My stomach is astight as a drum making my belly button piercing more noticeable. Ican see why I need the gaff. Even with my little man package I wouldlook obscene in these pants without the gaff. Feels so strange tolift up my shirt and stare. Masterson, please pay attention to the class for once,” Mrs. Kline said.Just then the bell rang out its soothing tone.“Okay, now you all have a good weekend and don’t forget to study for the chapter test on Monday, Jay would you please stay for a minute,” Mrs. Kline said, giving me an upset look.After all the students have left the class, you walk over to Mrs. Kline's desk, who was finishing some last minute math work. You take this time to examine Mrs. Kline from your position. Mrs. Kline, not. He’s really nice though,’ she said as she handed him the manila envelope. ‘T-thanks,’ Riley said as he took it and looked over at his Professor. Annabelle was truly disarming. There was just something about her that made him like her instantly. But he pushed that thought from his mind, ‘I can’t do that…not now…she doesn’t deserve that. Besides she probably has a boyfriend.’ ‘Maybe I’ll see you around campus, or in class, I’m a Criminal Justice major as well,’ Annabelle smiled at him again and. I tried to look over my shoulder at the masked man as he walked round me. I saw him move to the edge of the platform bowing to the audience. He made a show of this. I saw him take out his whip and holding it above his head. Fear overcame me and I had to close my eyes. I heard the roar from the crowd.Suddenly they fell silent. I sensed that the man was standing close to me. My heart stopped beating. It was time.I heard the menacing sound of the whip sweeping through the air. It was followed by a.