I knew were everything went and all the treasures within her scented dresser. Panties, garter belts, bras, hose and other nice looking stuff I couldn'... even name. There were different styles of everything and a multitude of colors and fabrics. I didn't know what to do. I didn't want to breech my trust with Sandra by stealing her things and I didn't think the hour or so I had alone in her house after school would be long enough.So by Friday, I was starting to feel a little depressed. Sandra. Then she paced herself from the bathroom to the math room on the second floor, making sure just how much time it took. She didn't want to stay any longer in the closed school than she had to. Her next step was to figure out how long it would take to get to the copy room, also on the second floor and how long it would take to warm up the copier, run the copies and return the original to Mr. Frank's room. The only thing she couldn't count on was where he had put the midterm exam and answers.She. I was half expecting Jon to tell me to wear a vibe or Ben Wa or something, but he didn't. Instead he got me drunk and had to half carry me back to the hotel.MondayJon was gone when I woke-up and I grabbed a bottle of water and went out onto the balcony in my usual sleep attire — nothing. I sat there for about an hour soaking-up the sun not caring who — if anyone could see me. Later I put on a bikini skirt and top (no bottoms) and went to a fast food place next door for some breakfast before. He told her, "We need to get hold of the VA and start to make noises. I want to get started on my rehab and I don't care what that damned Creel has in mind, I'm going to start now." Jack honey, I don't want to discourage you, but go easy. I don't want you to get your expectations too high and then suffer a great disappointment. You hear me?" You called me Honey," he looked up at her. "Form now on, that's my new name." His voice was joking.He was afraid to tell her the thoughts ha had running.