"Maybe Tina would be able to talk to you." Well, I wanted advice from a man's perspective," she replied. "I need to know how to pleasure my husband, s..., I figured if I asked a man what turned him on, he could tell me. I came to you, because you're the pastor, and I also figured you'd have a better idea about what was pleasurable, having been married for 30 years."Steve cleared his throat again. Satan was definitely attempting to get him today. First with his wife, and now with this beautiful. From this fold a great deal of moisture seemed to flow. The moisture had a wonderfully pleasant aroma and I found myself breathing deeply of it.They were different, definitely very different.The women were talking amongst themselves again. They seemed to be having a discussion about what to do with me next. I couldn't understand what they were saying. But if it was anything like what had just transpired I was all for it.For reasons unknown to me I felt me growing again. One of the women noticed. She is the club secretary. Now then, you'd better get back to your lesson." See you Monday," called the other teacher as we left the room.We got back to the entrance to the gym and Mr Roberts turned to me and gave me an amused look, "Try to look sufficiently punished. It will make Miss Adams feel she's got her way and make things easier for both of us."He put on a stern face and marched me into the hall. "I've given this little reprobate a very stern talking to, and a very severe punishment.. You see, we have a clique, a special one, and we would like you to join us." A...a clique?" I squeaked. Nobody had ever invited me to join anything, ever.They seemed to misinterpret my reaction. "You don't like cliques?" they said, everyone joining in. "Well, we don't either. Sarah could have joined the jocks, Natalie the artsy nerds or emos, Cho the preps with her good grades. But we could not stand to be stereotyped! So we started our "UnClique" where people can just be themselves, and do it.