Imagine Rick Fox, only ten times better. One Thursday Mr. James was pasing back papers. He stopped by my desk to tell me he wanted to speak with me ab...ut my grade after school. "Cassandra, your grades are beginning to fall. I would like you to come in so we can discuss how to bring them back up." I wasn't sure but I could have sworn his eyes had strayed from mine down to the little bit of cleavage I was showing that day. I responded telling him I would be there right after school. * I walked. “This way.”Adam pushed through the low-hanging branches for a few moments before popping out into a small cleared area with a higher canopy of branches above. Four others were lounging around, cooking breakfast, but separated enough from each other that they could provide tactical cover. Two were former regular SEALs, who Adam knew tangentially. Both gave him a serious nod as he dropped his pack nearby and took a drink.It was another hundred yards into a narrow cut in the mountainside before. Within a couple of hours, he would be out of UK airspace and, in around five hours, he would be touching down on Egyptian soil.Five fifty local time, the doors of the plane opened. As soon as he stood in the doorway, the familiar feeling greeted him. The rush of heat that hit him was a welcome change from the cold, damp UK weather.Opening the doors of the airport and stepping into the outside world made him smile. Seeing the throngs of local cab drivers jumping on the tourist was comical, all. She viewed that through her own filters and assumed I had a bevy of girls at my beck and call. She understood completely why I didn’t have a girlfriend, but she thought I already got all the sex I wanted. And what Lori thought about me, Cassie did, too. After all, at this point in time, practically everything Cassie knew about me came from Lori. I think they were afraid they were “intruding” on my sex life.Teenage girls also have a lot of insecurities. A lot of them don’t feel like they can.