Oh!" she exclaimed, suddenly remembering. "I promised a friend of mine that I would help her sell some cookies that her club made for charity. I thoug...t I would sell them to some of the other residents in the building. May I go sell them now?" Okay," said her mother, "but don't be long. We're having dinner soon."She grabbed her bundle of cookies and skipped out the door and down the hallway, her pigtails flopping behind her. Turning the corner, she rang the doorbell of the first apartment she. Staring. Pointing.Laughing. At ME!!Blushing furiously, I took off down the street, running back in thedirection of Campus. Crowds of shoppers blocked my way. A traffic lightchanged against me and I stood cowering on the street corner, hugging mychest, hearing the snickers and whistles. Someone pinched my bottom asthe light changed, and I scurried across the street, my butt swishing asI raced desperately back in the direction of the house where all mytroubles started.Then, as I was just getting. The following week I handed in my Art homework as usual it had been a landscape and I knew that I could do that okay so I had no worries, school went on and I sat my exams and on the last day of term I once again saw Miss Cartwright. "Are Peter, your last day at school have you learnt your lesson in how to behave and not to fantasize over your teachers" 'There is only one teacher I fantasize over Miss and that is you' I felt bold now as it was the last day of term and I reasoned that she could. In the evening I went and knocked on the door. She opened, my face glowed with spark by seeing her. She was in her white saree, wearing all jewelry and everything. I was shocked to see the house is decorated with flowers. That smell made me feel her urge.She gave me Silk Dhoti and Silk Shirt to wear. I went and dressed up. And came to the hall. And I was shocked to see her husband there. He came smiling and said this is your day, enjoy.I was in shock. He made both of us stand and took a picture.