But there are almost too many to pick from. A small blonde girl, her knees shaking. An Asian girl I’ve always wondered about. And the teachers. Such...stern faces, determined to remain strong for the girls under their care. But no matter their age, they’re all women I could choose. No matter their previous positions of authority over us, teachers are in just as much danger as the students. Choose a female.I browse through them. And the longer I take, the more anxious they all look standing there.. "Well I heard you had quite a night." Sonya said with a wide grin. "TheColonel is very pleased with you."The doctor who had been sitting on a chair gave a stiff grin "You aredeveloping much faster then anyone we have seen." She said slowly in heraccented English "The hormones and other drugs along with the subliminalmessaging has taken deep root in you."I looked at her not sure what she was saying."Now now" she said patting my head "you are a great success in fact theColonel has decided to step. In the corner of the room, strategically placed behind the open closet door, was all that remained of her in the apartment, a box of things she’d evidently deemed unworthy of shipping. Four year relationship? Now a box of junk. When he’d first entered the apartment after a year away, he’d looked around. Clay had called him when Beth’s bitchy friend Samantha came by to pick up her clothes, jewelry, and other valuables. Samantha, no doubt with an absurdly detailed list from Beth, had been very. I rushed back to my apartment and put on the best out fit I owned. It was a white dress shirt with a tight black blazer and matching skirt that went a little passed half way down my thighs. One quick check in the mirror and I saw for the first time that I was sexy once again. My face was bright and my dark, sea blue eye shown like two little stars. I was only thirty-one which was not old by any standard but I felt old, until now. I looked at myself in the mirror for at least fifteen minutes.