Although she had singed just about everything, breakfast vanished in hungry mouths, and there wasn't the strain she had- expected-- but for Chad. He k...pt his eyes on his plate and only grunted when somebody spoke to him.He'd have to get over both his hangover and his attitude, Betty thought. Chad had no squawk coming; he had jumped right into an incestuous affair with his older daughter, without a struggle. If he was sorry, he couldn't just take it all back-- especially that oral love he had. His back was broad and his arms were ripped! Needless to say, I was incredibly attracted to him. I could tell he was into me. He would wink at me down the hall way, and constantly try and talk to me in our lessons. But I loved it! Every second of it. At one point he was almost too flirty, trying to guess my bra size out of curiosity. When I told him I wouldnt tell him he said well I guess Ill have to see if Im right when I say 32D…. So one night we were both invited to a party, my friend Bettys. " Oh no, it's alright. So what's your training regiment? You have to tell me! I desperately need to get into shape too!" She began gently touching my pecks with her finger, tracing it down towards my abs."Oh don't be crazy! You're gorgeous! You don't need to change a thing!" She was now tracing her finger along my abs with staring at them. Her jaw was hanging open slightly, and she was on the verge of drooling."Really? You think so?" Her finger was now stopped at the top of my bathing suit,. I laughed.“Heck,” said Amy. “Sorry, Dean.”“Amy, college is a learning experience. Did you learn anything?”“Yes Sir.”“What?”“Buzz you as soon as a student shows up.”“Exactly, Miss Post ... please to follow me.”He led the way to the cafeteria, chose an extremely visible table, helped me to my seat, and fetched me a cuppa. While he was away, I was subject to the scrutiny of various and sundry student ne’er-do-wells and faculty loungers.Shit. Shit. Shit! I am in so much trouble.“Idiot! Keep out of.