It all started during the Maths period one day. We were sitting together and passing comments about the female teacher.“Look at her boobs!” he whi...pered into my ear. I felt his mouth near my ear. “Look she is bending,” he continued. I felt a tingle in my pants. I thought it was because of the hot teacher and let it go.As we were friends we used to talk about porn openly and once we were watching some in the back of our class on my cell phone. As we didn’t want others to see he leaned close to. . she's been kidnapped and I've been shot at." She didn't wait for a response as her car took the racing line in the ice at over 70mph."Careful," Iain cried. "Ya gonna get us killed."Margaret didn't listen and sped along the riverside road that followed the land around to the coast, telling him the story of the previous 24 hours. Her car bounced dramatically as the suspension was not used to such speeds and Iain grabbed hold of the seat as Margaret used all of the road, and a bit of the kerb,. Early in the winter, just south of Morristown, I ran into some trouble that I was not looking for. (As you may well have noted, much of the trouble I got into in those days was of my own making.) The tavern where I stopped looked ordinary enough to me, but I was greeted with stares and mumbling in the smoky room when I ordered a tin of beer and a meat pasty. "What's the problem?" I asked the superannuated inn-keeper."Yer 'at," he said, pointing at the non-descript thing I had pulled down over. "But..." The sales clerk began.I interrupted her," Bare in mind...a huge sale. You'll be rewarded generously if you lead the other customers away from the corner dressing room and dismiss the sounds. A huge sale."After some time the girl accepted my offer, "Okay, but only for half an hour and try to keep the noise down. You'll promise me a huge sale." Of course. We have a deal," I said and turned around and walked back to Carmen in the corner dressing room with a swagger.I opened the door.