I felt his erection rising through my panties and his jeans, and backed him against the wall, pressing myself against him. "So, what did you have in m...nd?" The soft purr of my voice matched his quiet tones. He explained, briefly, then cut the legs out of the pantyhose with scissors. At his request, no, at his command--my agreement deprived me of the right to refuse him--I knelt, knees spread and feet touching behind me. Improvising due to the lack of headboard on a futon, he tied my feet. The Lineman on the pole stayed in the clear as they had no insulated covers with them. When he lifted the phase wire by himself it was very heavy and he tried to throw it off of the crossarm. When he did that the wire jerked him out of the bucket and he went down with it. He had landed astraddle of the hot wire and when his foot touched the ground the wire flashed and burned him in his groin area.He told me he was heading for California to look for a new way to make a living. I told him that. At the last secondI dropped that idea. What if she were to get another one for me, and Ihad to change right there before her eyes?The problem with school of course was still there. An there was somethingmore added this time: In the over-heated classrooms the combination ofpantyhose and jeans were too warm. Again I was unattentive and again theteacher noticed. But in contrast to yesterday I couldn't bring myselfback to paying attention, the feelings in my legs diverted me too much.In the break. They then started telling golfers jokes.They made me laugh, and my mood lightened. ‘Fuck the girls,’ I thought. They could keep fucking each other, I’d find some else who would like to be with me. One of the kitchen hands came in and said, “The clouds are clearing so they are back on the course.”I then had a very disquieting thought. Did my moods affect the weather? Did I harm that truck driver? It didn’t start raining until just before he began to tailgating me and I had gotten cranky with.