The next morning went like the one before. I got ready early and wasdropped off at the diner at 8am. The 4 dockworkers were there again, andothers wer... at nearby tables. They leered at me and tried to take myhand again, but I was too fast for them. But as I turned to walk away,the one closest to me lightly smacked me on my cute ass. I stopped andblushed red in shame and anger. I shook it off and forced myself tocalmly walk to collect another tables order. There were 3 otherwaitresses here. And guess what when I reached there – there were other females standing too. It was a auto stop and everyone was waiting for a auto. I took a educated guess and approached a lady and called out her name. Hearing that she started walking ahead of me where there were less number of people. Then finally she stopped after walking 20 steps and we formally got introduced. She was a perfect Bengali housewife as u can imagine. Since it was summer days she was wearing a sleeveless blouse, they look. “She always said you thought of others. Thanks for your advice. I will talk to Bill about it.”I assume Bill is her husband.“It’s not my place to speak of my girlfriend’s past, but you should ask Dahlia for her psychologist’s number. I don’t know of anybody more capable of helping Jen.”“Thanks, I’ll do that,” she says as she hugs me again. I give her a minute before I push her away, and she says, “Sorry.”“Not at all. I am fine with it. I just want to keep things appropriate.”She blushes and. Winkler.” Walking toward her, she picks up the eraser and smiles. “What mistake, Albert?”“You need to erase the word, not.”With one fell swoop of the eraser, the word vanishes, and the sentence now reads, 'I will seduce my students.' Reaching out, I grab Ms. Winkler by the wrist, pulling her to me. Letting the eraser fall from her hand, Ms. Winkler cups my face in her delicate hands. We kiss while our hands wander over the curves of one another’s body. Moans intermingle with labored breathing,.