The tall educator, with his flowing jet-black hair and green eyes, was also something of a collector. Ancient Amazonian artefacts, costing far more th...n the man could possibly afford on his meagre salary, took pride of place in his home.Moreover, he treated women badly – at least those that failed to live up to his Amazonian ideal. On one occasion Karl had seen Miss O’Reilly, the good-looking economics teacher, run crying from Lewison’s office, clutching her torn clothes to her semi-naked. I got up to open the door and put the ice pack down so she could see my eye."Oh my god! Ryan I'm sorry! I didn't mean to get you into this mess," She apologized.I shrugged. "Ah don't worry about it. That asshole was saying really nasty things about you. He deserves his bloody nose I gave him."She gasped. "You gave him a bloody nose? Oh wow! I would have loved to seen that!"Her eyes were filled with concern for me and she reached up to touch my swollen eye."Oww don't touch it. It really. So for months this has been another secret he has kept. And he always made sure to return the items back where they belonged.The sound of the shower being turned off is his cue to get back to his room. He grabs the three items and rushes out the door. Stopping to peek in on his sister took up precious time and thus he wasn’t able to select what he wanted this morning. Normally he is able to shift through the articles of clothing and pick what he was in the mood for instead of having to settle. I wear this under my vented skirts. It’s real pretty don’t you think?” I nodded my approval. “Well, I’ll leave you alone, okay?” Call if you need anything else. She took a few steps, then stopped. “There’s one other thing, Frankie.” She opened another drawer, studied its contents for a long moment, and then withdrew two pair of panties. One pink and one white. “I’m sure you know what these are, don’t you? The pink pair goes with the pink slip and the white panties with the white slip. Simple,.