Sheila burst out crying, buried her head in her hands, and all but fell off her chair. Damn, I wished I had got Jenny to sit in on this. What the hell...do I do with a crying, pregnant seventeen-year-old?"Come on, my Sheila! Please don't go getting yourself upset. I know from my wife's pregnancy that you are not feeling yourself. Come on, have a cup of coffee, and tell me why you are so upset."I poured Sheila a coffee and held it out for her to take. As she looked up at me, I got the biggest. It seemed to me that the guys are going for ages, but they usually fly out of the last lesson. I angrily looked at them (I hope no one noticed), as if from this they would go faster. And now, when almost everyone said goodbye and left, the two boys approached me and asked some question on today's topic. I cursed their inquisitiveness three times, but these were the best students in the class, and I could not refuse them. And here I am sitting at the teacher's desk and explaining to them some. ?Her butt is definitely a bit loose. Look ! A saggy rim. It’s red too.?George peered between Toni’s legs.?Looks normal to me. She’s no spring chicken you know.?Davina looked deep into Toni’s eyes inquiringly.?You sure you have nothing to tell us ??The truth ? Oh you’d love that wouldn’t you ? Ha ha ha.Toni shook her head. Nothing to say.?Come on. Hurry up.? George said, ?Let’s go enjoy a drink in the bar.?There was a silence as they walked in. It was like one of those scenes from a cowboy movie. ‘Of course, he does, dear,’ said Lydia. ‘But it never hurts to be in shape. Women do a lot to keep men happy, you know. I go to the gym every day to keep fit for your father. Clothes, too. We should go shopping while you’re here.’ She poured cream from a carton into a pitcher and set it on the tray. ‘Right.’ The implications made Connie feel ill. You’re not pretty enough for Simon, her mother was saying. Better dress the part if you don’t want to lose him. ‘I think long dresses are back in.