Haven’t we had this discussion before?” “Yeah Ms Mahoney, you’ve discussed it before over and over again. I’m really getting tired of it. I ...o my homework. I pass my tests when you throw them at me. You really should be happy with that.” “Miss Kaitlyn, you barely pass your exams and you only do your homework when we threaten to talk to your parents. We’re really running out of alternatives here. How can we teach you when you simply refuse to learn?” I rolled my eyes and clicked my tongue (I. Get some sleep. I'll call you tomorrow after I wake up, which may be late. If I still can, of course, but I think I can keep clear." That's it?" Her voice rose. "Go to sleep? That's the kind of thing you say to a child, never mind, dear, just go to sleep, sweet dreams, it'll be OK in the morning. Dammit, Jack, I'm not a child!" I know, I know," I said in as mollifying a tone as I could muster. "I don't mean it like that. It's just..." I trailed off helplessly, with no idea of what to say."Come. ”“That’s kind of what clued me in. She did say that her doctor told her mom that she needed exercise, and that’s why they make her come here.”“Do you know if she’s following a diet?”“I would assume so. Well, I would assume that her doctor advised one. But I’ll have to ask if she follows one.”“I’m curious, what diet do you follow?”“It’s varied. I eat lots of salads and vegetables along with the usual beef, chicken, fish, and pork. I watch how much soda I drink and I’m not big on snacks, except. I reminisced for a moment, remembering the last time we met. There was something about this woman that made me bolder than I thought of myself. I remembered sitting next to her, chatting idly, as my hand snaked up under her skirt. I remembered her scent, her taste, her willingness to let me do as I pleased. I remembered telling her, “Next time, no panties.” wondering if there would be a next time. When was that? Three months ago? I walked down the aisle, stopping at her seat. “Is this seat.