At the end of school I was just itching to relive myself and as I struggled to walk to my locker with a slight boner I saw a note sticking out of my l...cker door. Picking it up before anyone else noticed I looked at the note which was written in very familiar curly pink handwriting that told me to be in the last stall of the boys bathroom at 3 30 and hat if I was there I would get a nice surprise but that if I was late I would miss it. I was so keen that I was there at 3 25 so I locked myself in. Did anyone here need to be talked into anything? Think about it, that's all I'm asking."They looked stunned for a moment, and then Ann said "He's right. As soon as they got off of that plane on the day we met, I did know. It was the same with Bernie, Cheryl, and Kelley. Whoever the last two are, it isn't them."Once her words sank in, the rest of them agreed. That was a relief! It's not that I didn't like the twins, but I just didn't feel any connection with them. Besides, the reprieve felt. This gave him an opportunity to save face about what he was looking at."You like?" he said confidently, but not too loud. Coworkers."Yeah. Sure. I bet she is having a great time being able to take care of all those guys," I said calmly.He goes on and says, "Really? You know, most guys I know would say that they would love to fuck a slut like that. Not look at it from her viewpoint. You gay or somethin?" What the... no... not gay. Just sayin', you know... uh. Nevermind." I said. Paul stared back at her, his amazement and confusion rapidly morphing into anger.'Demi - what are you doing?' The question sounded ridiculous, but it still bore asking.The ex-nanny looked half-disposed to dash for the window and take her chances with the drop, but tried to stammer an explanation instead. 'It's - it's - it's not what it looks like...'Paul was having difficulty finding words himself. 'It's not what...? Demi, you left yesterday! What are you doing here with my wallet?' Another.