Johnson did something bad to her." This got my attention. Mr. Johnson was the gym teacher at Midland Junior High School, which both Sandra and Tamara ...ttended as eighth-graders."What sort of 'bad' ... you mean something inappropriate?" Cynthia and I looked at each other again, and this time her face showed understandable alarm."She says ... Mr. Johnson, well ... she says he's had sex with her, in his office."Well, I don't need to tell you that this was serious business indeed. Tamara Wong was a. All she knew now was that it had become a conduit of pure pleasure, one that somehow made the repugnant broth drooling down her face from between her slack lips not merely bearable, but darkly delicious. Riding the wave of ecstasy passing through her almost to its peak, she thrashed her tongue wildly at the fountain of filth that her sisters vagina had become, as stocking-clad thighs wrapped themselves around her head, pulling her in deeper. Ragged taunts encouraged her decadent exploration. He reached for the top right drawer and popped a couple of gelcap pain relievers into his mouth, hoping that they would dull the unrelenting itch in his pants. He dialed Ajay's extension."Hey, Ajay, you want to come with me to Tenafly, tonight? I've got dinner with the parentals. Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Is that the same girl that you brought to the wedding? You're a lucky man, Ajay."Nick hung up the telephone in defeat. A brief knock at the door brought his head up and the temp stuck her head in the. Missy and I were snuggled on one of the love seats. We were in rapport, but we weren't saying anything. Jude came in and got herself some coffee then joined us.{Happy Thanksgiving, } Jude said as she sat down.{Well, I'll be damned. Happy Thanksgiving. I had totally forgotten.}{Happy Thanksgiving, } Missy said. {I had forgotten too.}{At least the rest of your family is aware of the world around us. Bonnie and Thelma are planning a big dinner. The turkey is already roasting.}{Thank God for.