Kristy looked startled. "My name is Kristy."That's all he got."How old are you?" he tried."Um, I don't remember." I think you're seventeen," he told h...r. She seemed accepting of that answer."Where do you live?" was his next attempt."I'm in room 819 with you," she replied, as if he was stupid.James sighed. After taking another bite of the Plig King stuff he tried again."What did you do yesterday?" Um, I don't remember." What about last week?"She shook her head."Did you ever go to school?"Kristy. " Or, me!" Christi teased from the next table. The blue eyed brunette wiggled her bottom temptingly. "I'll take a little of everything," she giggled, "and be cruel about it." Anything you say, young lady," the attendant smiled wickedly. Kathy stared in amazement as both nozzle and hand vanished up Christi's pert backside. The pretty torture mouse's mouth curled into a most curious "that hits the spot" grimace as the volatile mix made contact with her internal nerve endings.Then it was off to. " Yes, Ma'am." You're a student. You'll address me as Mistress now," she said. "Tell Amber to hold my calls for..." she looked at my mom, " ... Show me your tongue, Miss Person."I watched from the corner of my eye as Mom did as she was told, lifting her head and extending her long pink tongue."Tell Amber I'll be unavailable for thirty minutes," the Principal decided with a smile, "while I have a little ... chat ... with your mother." Yes, uh ... Mistress."I stood quickly, without bothering to. "The team just hasn't been the same since the star benchwarmer isn't on it this year. I was wondering if you'd like for me to put in a good word for you with Coach?" Nothing personal Jon, but why would you want to do that?" As I said ... the team hasn't been the same. Just not as fun. Also, I wanted to do it as a favor to Sandra just to show I have no hard feelings," he grinned cockily.Derek was pissed, so he decided to have a little fun. He flooded Jon with feelings of anxiety. He had a brief.