Page 8. So sorry for the otherday. I hope you can forgive me. Love, Alicia."With a heavy sigh she picked up the papers and brought them inside. Sheset...the Times aside and opened the tabloid, the Sun-Tribune. Page Eight,it turned out, was the gossip page, and the offending photo caught hereye as soon as she turned the page.There she was, in her sunglasses and hat, holding Ty, with KC smilingapprovingly. It was a nice shot until she saw the caption underneath."MOMMY...ER,DADDY...ER...:. One could see the physical effects of her emotions as they happened. Initially she sat bolt upright, as her plots of revenge brainstormed. She would be bold, she knew exactly how to get back at him. How and where to hurt him. She would ring personnel and let them know what a scumbag he was.He would lose his job. He was three years off retirement. She would lose out too. They’d lose his pension, possibly their home. She really couldn’t hurt him anyway. She still loved him. Despite his cruelty.. "The fat master looked as if he was going to have a seizure and just saidin faint voice, "What!" Please sir, er, I want some more?"This is where things got a trifle hazy as the Master hit me over thehead with his ladle.Whilst still in a daze, I was dragged off by the master and matron tosee the board. I had evidently interrupted their dinner, so I supposedthat I was not going to be let off leniently. The smell and the look ofthe sumptuous feast was almost too much for me. I stared at the food,. I’d never actually been to the college campus in town, though I knew people here. The campus was huge and it felt like we had to walk for miles to reach it.“Fuck, my legs hurt.” I complained as I struggled to keep up with Cassie’s long legs and fast pace.“Poor baby. Do I need to motivate you to chase me?” Cassie teased.“Wouldn’t hurt.” I replied, my head snapping around to stare at two college girls walking past us the other direction. They both turned and smiled at me.“Like hunting fish in a.