“And you try not to scare too many of the guys permanently off women,” she scolded playfully. The men and women moved through the lounge like foot...all players taking to the field. Mia resumed her seat and steeled herself for what was to come during the next hour. She tried to settle herself into the suede bucket chair, but just couldn't find a perfectly comfortable position. Finally she just settled with the standard demure pose: legs crossed, one hand on her lap, the other perched on the. It was Bill. He had decided to relax this holiday week and take a vacation from work, so he was offering her taxi service as she needed it. Ally sat there, the phone in her hand, her cheeks growing pink as she thought fondly of her prize student. Nothing would please her more than to spend some time with him. She told him she was going to stay at home all day and do some much needed cleaning. She smilingly took down his number and promised she would call if she needed anything or to go. "Come on, I wouldn't bite," she said then she giggled again.I moved over and sat next to her on my bed."So what do you think?" she asked raising one leg then the other, "here give me you hand."She grabbed my nearest hand and pulled it up and down her thigh."So, what do you think?" she asked."Not bad," I said."Not bad, there're fucking great legs," she snapped, "best in my class at any rate except for Jane Tanner of course but then she's miss perfect and has got the most perfect body."I knew of. As he approached the back of the room, the last stack of crates was three crates high, a little unusual because every other stack was two or even just one crate high. As he drew near, he observed that the light lit the back of the crates, as if the crates were not against the back wall.He climbed the crates to investigate their contents and found that there was at least a meter gap in back. None of the crates had been opened, probably because no apprentice had come back this far and no Master.