His cheeks burned red with shame and an additional surge of contempt for Ms Hayden. Keeping his head low, he tried to ignore the palpable waves of ang...r emanating from his classmates. After fifteen of the slowest minutes of his life, during which the lunch bell went by, Ms Hayden approached the his desk once more. ‘Come on Jack. Do us all a favour, none of us wanna be in here. All you have to do is start writing, and we can go.’ Jack looked up at her, his previous blaze of hatred still. He was a simple man, hard working, and honest to a fault. If there was ever a question about something being unfair, Martin would err on the side of generosity in an attempt to make things right. He had very good business sense and a stellar reputation in the community and he attended Mass with his family nearly every Sunday.Angel had been Martin's youngest child and had always been the brightest and most engaging of his offspring. That didn't mean he loved her more than he did his other two. She put her hands in front of her slim waist and started picking at the fingernails of her left hand with the fingernails of her dainty right hand.Mark’s penis grew even harder.“Mmmmm, I...” Samira said in a low, innocent sounding voice as her cheeks bloomed with pink coloring. “Um, I ... guess, ahhh, I did...”“Was it to specifically please me?” he asked, feeling jubilant at her quiet, embarrassed admission.“Ummm...” Samira began, slightly wiggled her hips and shoulders like a nervous kid,. Ben tapped on a calculator for a moment and then wrote down some results. “Okay, you have an approximate body fat percentage of 30%. Technically that puts you in the ‘acceptable’ category, but it’s pretty close to what is medically considered ‘obese’.”“Obese?” Sophie nearly cried. “Jesus, I’m not that fat, am I?”Ben had heard this a thousand times. “Ma’am, these are just numbers. Each body is different. I don’t think you look obese at all. This is just a starting place for your exercise plan.”.