She smiled again and as he continued around her. He stopped behind her, silently observing her. The will required to not look at him was extreme. As t...e negotiator he had been in the past he had been in high pressure meetings that looked tame compared to this. Positioning himself so that she could not even spot his reflection he had completely removed any safety net she had. How long would she wait? He watched the gentle curve of her neck as she took another sip of champagne. She was an unusual. I need a bus pass, can I have one?" she pulled her purple backpack over her shoulder and walked up to Mr. Craig's desk, handing him her test papers. There was only one other girl in the classroom, Maricela. He looked up at her. "Of course," he said, writing her a pass. Mr. Craig smiled up at her, taking a second to look at her and then back at Maricela, who was putting her phone down by now. "Hey, Mr. Craig, do you think that maybe you can give me a ride?" said. “Time to give us marks for our pubes,” she said.“Err, how am I supposed to give marks?” asked Billy.“Quality and quantity,” she answered.He didn’t understand.“You judge on how much we have, then have a feel to see which one feels the nicest.”Billy looked at his mother, she saw the questioning expression and knew he was wondering if he was supposed to feel between her legs as well.She approached him again and said, “it’s alright son, I don’t mind if you have a little feel of my fanny, it’s just. I told her as I reached in and ripped the orders out of her. I heard her gasp then cry but it was short lived when I heard her tear filled voice. Nodding I saw in her mind other orders that she pointed out and were quickly eliminated. I came to, or arrived back in my body Celina was there trying to clean up the mess she'd held her own far better than I'd hoped for. Walking up to her I removed the barrier to my students and reached Celina when I felt my energy drop, crap. "You did an excellent.