She went over to her desk and unlocked a drawer and then gave me a book with all the capitals of the world in it.I said “Thank you Miss Smith” as ... looked at it, she smiled at me, and I went to give her a hug. My arms slipped around her waist as her were wrapped around my back. Miss Smith was 55, 5’2” and dumpy in her small frame, and had been a teacher all her life never marrying as she loved her job too much.As we hugged a minute or so then I pulled apart and looked at her, it seemed the most. His legs trembled, his knees grew weak, and he fell to the ground. His eyes grew wet and tears fell, hitting the ground. He wracked his body as he cried.Eventually, James stood up, gripping the tree in a stranglehold for support, and wiped his eyes. He heaved gulps of air until he felt surer on his feet, then went to the cliff’s edge again. He looked down and, for the longest moment, contemplated ending it all to join those he had loved in his prior existence. But he heard a sound behind him. You look me up and down."Turn around a show me your little fuckhole, slut"I follow your orders. This excites you even more."Come sit here on Daddy's knee."I sit there, completely naked and exposed."Tonight you will learn to become a woman, tonight I will make you my slut."You roughly pinch and twist my nipples as you say it.Then suddenly you stand up."Get on the bed fuck slut"You grab my arm and toss me on the bed.I am afraid and excited at the same time.You open your bag and throw some items. " He sucks in a breath before continuing, "I thought you were a fox the last time but now I know... you're a fucking tiger!" Don't get attached, Dean. You're not keeping me." "We will see... I need a drink." He pulls up his jeans, much to my annoyance and walks over to the bike. On the back is a bag where he pulls a bottle of water from. He straddles the bike and drinks deeply. I bend down and pick the shorts up."Why is it you pretend not to like me?" he asks suddenly. "I know you do, your.