He looked at Ginny, ‘Thank you sir, she is as beautiful as ever.’ He listened again. ‘Yes Sir. I will discuss it with her and get back to you in...a few minutes. Goodbye.’ Mack looked at Ginny, ‘That was the President. He wants us to meet him in Camp David for the weekend. He wants to discuss a mission he has in mind for us. He will send a plane for us tomorrow.’ Ginny looked at him with her brow furrowed, ‘He didn’t give you any clue as to what the mission was?’ ‘No, he did ask after you by. The only daisies I grow are yellow,” the flower woman said shaking her head.“So that’s a daisy.”“Yes.”Sean pointed to a bucket of roses and said, “Roses are red, but you’ve got white and yellow ones there. Why can’t yellow flowers be blue?”“It’s complicated,” the flower woman said.“I’ll take a bunch of those daisies,” Sean said while pointing at the bucket.An hour later, Sean was at his computer starting on his current project — an apology poem. He grinned at the screen while he said, “Watch. I started to ask, "What happened to m..." and I was promptly greeted with a switch across the ass. I yelped in pain as I looked back to see Nurse Rita behind me with her index finger to her pursed red lips, shushing me. I turned back to the man but was too ashamed to look up at him so I obediently knelt while he cut a slice of some kind of sausage for me and turned to me and said, "Now open wide, Little Girl X, I have something for you!"He slipped a piece of warm sausage into my mouth and I. The second lesson was American History, I had at least met the teacher Mr. Temple before, we took our seats and started the lesson.This lesson if anything was worse than the last, Mr. Temple had a very bland, monotone voice which made it very hard to concentrate on what he was telling us.I also didn’t think much of his views on the subject, he seemed to have his own viewpoint on how the events he was covering in the textbook, effected the changes in the country. From the way he talked, I also.