Sarah placed her hand over her mouth as she yawned, trying not to show too much fatigue."Am I boring you Miss. Banks?" the prude English teacher asked... She didn't go on with the lesson, instead she waited for Sarah to respond. "You know you don't have to be here if you don't want to be. I think you know where the door is Sarah," she added."No it's ok Mrs. Bainbridge, I am just tired," Sarah responded in her defense.Mrs. Bainbridge returned to the lesson, which consisted of her writing on the. Most days, she was still behind the front desk, taking money, bringing water and coffee, lighting the cigarettes of customers waiting for their girl to be free. But, on a few occasions, she worked short shifts on quiet days, doing half hour quickie appointments with here-today-gone-tomorrow punters, just passing through town, or occasionally working the gloryhole at the end of the long, red painted corridor, teasing veiny anonymous shafts to sperm-lashing orgasms. With this little extra work on. Then his eyes came up and locked on mine, he said very seriously. I would have torn you apart. Good answer Max. I nodded over to him. Really good answer. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ We returned later that afternoon, with a small string of fish. Nothing to brag about, but better than nothing. We laid the fish on the outside table and went inside. The house smelled wonderful. Over the past year, Kaylee had been getting cooking lessons from her mom. She came out of. Alex rooted under the bed and came up with several short lengths of cotton clothesline. "Look," said George, "you really don't have to tie me down. I won't run away. Honest!"Alex looked at George, "That was the deal, you be tied down or it's no deal." Yeah," added Jean, "we don't wanna' worry about you while we're makin' out, y'know!" Go ahead then," said George.Alex tied one rope around his wrist and then to the post at that corner of the bed while Jean tied the other rope around his other.