Each time she spun around and he came in to view she looked to him for some communication either spoken or even eye contact but there was none. Instea... she felt like he was analyzing every bump and curve of her body and storing the data away for future use. After the sixth turn he suddenly told her to stop and stand very still but she wasn't facing him. She was at an angle of around 45 degrees to him and facing a wall in the apartment. She started to speak wanting to tell him she was glad she'd. Is that understood?" Lisa asked sternly.Mark's look told her everything she needed to know. He was positivelyscared. Being cruel was so easy. It almost made her forget that she wassupposed to keep up her act of understanding girlfriend. Time to makethat right."I know how hard this is baby, but I have to be stern otherwise you willback out and that wouldn't be good right? I only want what's best foryou and I believe that admitting your love for feminine things tosomeone else is a great first. He also gave me an idea.I caught up with Christine and apologized for last night, telling her what I had just explained to John. She accepted my apology, and we walked to the next class together holding hands. Life is good.We got home by the bus and announced we were home. Mom came out of the kitchen."Christopher Carlisle Connelly, imagine my surprise when I was called because you apparently skipped one of your classes today, what do you have to say for yourself, young man?" Mom, I'm sorry—I. The following Monday, I walked into my classroom wearing spandex pants, a tube top, and heels. Looking more like a hooker than a teacher, I began a normal day of classes. Except that my students were leering at me as I walked around the room checking everyone's artwork in progress. As a few students were running low on paint, I went over to the shelves behind my desk to get some. The top shelf was to high for me to reach, so I slid my chair over and stepped up on it. Still having to stretch to.