" Oh, I can't believe it. You are playing along with his dress up game.I expected Cara would and maybe even Lexie, but you. You are going intomedicine...so you know how hard it is to be a woman." I am not playing along with anything, I just want to support myfriend. He wants to do it and like I just said he is one of the goodguys, no he is a good person. How many times has James been there forany of us?I called him Sarah for I am trying to get behind me. I want to treathim like one of the girls. My leg was wobbling with the strong slaps as she continued to lecture me."You better be fucking sorry. I've had enough of your shit... next time you dare disrespect me by not answering my questions, you're going to really fucking regret it".Her right hand outstretched in front of her, giving me a clear signal that if I ever fell out of line I'd receive more than just a slap on the leg... the next time it would land across my face.The idea of Kara slapping me for disobedience made me tingle.. She got big booty thin body thick legs anyway. As i was wakeing tho my door had been kinda open. I know somebody been watching me sleep or as come in my room i never leave the door open. I walk over to the door mmm nobody there then i close it and start geting ready for school i took my shirt off and felt something different about my stummic i look down it was green like leafs i keep thinking could this be that plant monster i found that seem to vanish inside of me later it seem to fade away my. I knocked lightly, stepped inside and was greeted by Miss Wagner with her usual soft, "Hello, Mr. Marshall," and a nice smile. Miss Wagner never called anyone by their first name; she was brought up to use Mr. or Miss or Mrs. and the person's last name and she never deviated from it, at least not while within my hearing.Miss Wagner took me next door to the room that was used as the book depository. It was originally a lab room but without the equipment, it was just a big L-shaped space with.