I avoided making eye contact with him, but I could feel his eyes burning into me. I strutted past everyone into the changing room, and quickly got int... my sports gear, meeting everyone back on the gym floor. I sat on a space in the front row and crossed my legs.He turned to the board, telling us about the game we were playing today. As he taught, he didn't look at me once. It's like I didn't exist at all. I tried to pay attention but my mind wandered elsewhere. He's such a sexy man and I had. If I answer your question there is no turning back for you. It is going to change your life even more than it has been." Looking up at her standing between my legs, it seemed odd that this conversation was happening, and there was a very gentle, concerned look on her face. "Okay." My answer was short, low and a long time coming. I no longer knew who I was, anyway, and even a bad answer to what was happening to me was better than none. Sarah moved away from me and walked over to a table in. Peabody?" Set the Wayback Machine for Cairo, Egypt and the year 1916, Sherman. We're off to visit Lt. T. E. Lawrence of the British Royal Army." Sherman adjusted the controls and we stepped into the Wayback Machine (my own invention, by the way) and in less time than it takes to tell it we were standing outside Lieutenant Lawrence's personal quarters. I knocked on the door and a voice inside bade us enter. We were soon in the presence of the illustrious army officer."I say, chaps! How do I. "Stop and talk to me a minute." What? What do you want from me?" she demanded, turning to look him square in the eye."I want you to forgive me." It's not that simple Jake," she spat his name out like a dirty word "You can't just come find me four years after the fact, and say your sorry. You expect me to forgive you to clear your conscience, and you can continue you on with your charmed little life. Well I don't forgive you. Now get out of my way," she said after he stepped back between her and.