She wore tall heels, a tight black pencil dress and she wore make up. God by looking at her i was hard as a rock and i felt weak by the presence of he... almost like she mind controlled me. She looked at me and there was a sparkle in her eyes then a wink and this sparked something in me which wasn't right, but i ignored it. On that day the class had learnt about some chemistry.After a few days of college Mrs Vazquez was getting fed up with my pervy behavior towards her and she said to me "i want. I’d like to ask you some questions also. Can’t we all share a hand in cleaning up and then gather for the mutual benefit of all our educations?”Margaret winked at Rebecca who smiled back. It was agreed upon over Wesley’s objections over asking guests to clean the table.“One thing I’ve learned while on digs and expeditions is that everyone needs to contribute to the menial tasks or we can’t work together on the major ones,” Doc said. “I’ve become an accomplished dishwasher after nearly forty. I was in the shop at eight thirty on the Tuesday morning, a couple of minutes before my assistant, and we were talking at the back of the shop, waiting for the rest of the staff to arrive. I’m glad that we were at the back and not near the front of the shop for the window and doors just seemed to explode as a red double decker bus came ploughing through into the shop. The noise was horrendous! Smashing glass, of the shop front, glass display cabinets and the crunching and screaming of metal as. Part of that was because Becky Sue was what my mom would call "chunky." Not really fat, but some exercise wouldn't kill her."Hey Mark, I hear you've got something big in your pants." I guess." Like I said, I'd never had any chance or reason to compare what I had with anyone else's. Maybe I should look around a bit in gym class. I'd have to do it kind of hidden, though. The last thing I needed was a bunch of guys calling me a homo.I looked down just in time to see Becky Sue pull my zipper down.