“Well, I wouldn’t exactly call you a fighter,” said Frank, after a long workout the day before school was to start, “but you’re no punching ...ag, either. Anyone tries to fuck with you, is in for a bit of a surprise.”The buzzer sounded, signalling the start of round two, and Thompson moved back into the ring with the fighter’s bounce step that had been the focus of so much of his brother’s instruction. Frank had drilled into him the importance of footwork, and Thompson had spent more time on that. ‘And you are going to come get me?’ Was all I asked, I didn’t want him to know how badly he was making me wet. ‘I am on my way to your place now.’ I jumped out of bed, turned on the light and took one look in the mirror. My makeup was still intact, I ran the brush through my hair, grabbed my tote bag, threw in a change of clothes, knowing that I would probably end up staying the night, I was pretty sure he wasn’t going to drive me all the way back to East Longmeadow in the middle of the night,. Don’t worry, we’re almost done!’ ‘Yes,’ she informed, ‘the bourbon is at the optimum purity for the mix. You may now withdraw it from my system and introduce it to the matter.’ ‘We need warp speed Mr. Bourbon!’ barked Capt. Don. ‘Any moment now,’ Mr. Bourbon replied. Capt. Don was getting very nervous on the bridge of the USS Bonneville as he waited for the all go sign from engineering. He tapped on the indicator light willing it to come on! ‘Capt. Don, this is Lt. Camcorder. I am losing my. ”She turned and walked back towards the front of the cl***room, her hips swaying in time to some rhythm only perceivable by her and sat back down, treating me to another wonderful view of her long, tanned legs and knicker gusset.By now, of course, my mind was no longer on the work in hand and the lesson passed quickly. I made a little progress with the assignment but by the time Miss Smales started her final round of the classroom to collect the work for marking, I was still a long way from.