"I can help you." "Help me?" "Yes," she said. "But you must agree, here and now, to do whatever I require of you, without question." "Of course," I ...aid. "I'll do anything you ask." "Good," she said. "Follow me, and I can get you far away from here." "Across the border?" "Yes," she said, leading me out of the barn, and into the farmhouse, through the basement door, and into the cellar. She sat me down near the furnace, and told me to wait there. I sat on a stool, and warmed my hands. . She watched the ducks waddling across the gravel in front of the lake, and shifted her legs. The perfect warm summer breeze swept her hair across her face when she noticed a man walking slowly up the large path that separated the small gazebo from the lake. She didn't recognize him, and she let her eyes travel up and down his body. She knew he couldn't see her; the gazebo was well hidden by large trees. He made his way up the path wearing knee length shorts and a black t-shirt. His brown hair. Then he entered in the trial room.He was shocked to see me like that. (I thought he has not seen a stranger woman only in her undergarments.) I was free as I normally would be, but he was not comfortable. To break the ice, I asked him, “How is this looking?” He came to his senses and responded. He said, “It is looking good, madam.”Furthermore, I touched my breast and asked him, “How is this cloth?” He said the cloth is good and is made up of some material which will soak sweat instantly. I. "Is this Building-C?" she asked.I nodded and said, "Yeah that's where English is taught."She hastily pulled my arm into the building and guided me down the corridor with intent struck on her face, I followed.Walking down the 10-30 hallway, she stopped at room 22C and muddled around her pocket.She pulled out a pair of keys and the shape fit the door. Suddenly the puzzle pieces were fitting into place as I realized the person I was trying to sleep with was a teacher.She walked in and I followed.