I remember it all now,’ he said through his tears. I reached in my pockets and dusted my hands with Kryptonite. And then I proceeded to give Superb-...an a bitch slapping. Once he was unconscious, I pulled out a copy of Nietzsche’s ‘Thus Spake Zarathustra’, a book so heavy I could barely hold it. It only took a few well aimed blows to make sure Superb-Man would be in a wheel-chair for life. It wouldn’t do to kill a fellow commie. Now there was nobody to stop me from punishing the corporate board. "He instantly imagined Lysa hugging him. There was no denying the picture wasappealing. Especially when you note the tent he suddenly pitched in hispajama pants. Closing his email and heading to Lysa's website was likejumping from the frying pan into the fire. The site was awesome. Lysadesigned it herself not only as a place to feature herself, but also todemonstrate what kind of work she could do. There was a really sharpgraphics package, tasteful but not dull fonts, a little optional. She and her husband had unfortunately been separated for about six months, which I did not know, and she was living alone in the house. Bob was living with another woman a few towns over. My house was next to a golf course. Immediately behind my property was the 5th tee. Between my property and the 5th tee was a small stream with a hidden "swimming hole", maybe forty feet long and twenty feet across. It was eight to ten feet deep, with a sandy bottom. Many a hot night, I went for a swim in that. " How are you in so much trouble Janet?" mom asked."As a teacher I am not suposed to be sexualy atracted to any of my students or students in school as far as that goes." Look at it this way Janet. Danny's not in school right now and nether are you. Your both here at my house, not at any school, and he is not your student while here in my house, and, he is not my student, he is my son and a smart son at that, if I may say so myself." With him being your son, it could get you into trouble too.".