" He felt a little better, but the suspension was still on hismind. He had gotten to know his students and they always made himfeel good about himsel.... He knew he was going to miss theircomments most of all. The week-end seemed an eternity but he made it through. Samanthadid everything she could think of to raise his spirits. He was alittle more settled, but not his old self. On Monday the superintendent called and told him the school boardwas going to meet on Wednesday at 6:30 and he was. ?Tea? ?Make it two then??Head on down to the den, take your shoes off and get comfy. I?ll be in in a jiff.? Petra walked down the hall and into the den. It was warm, cozy and comfortable. Clearly a woman lived here but it was not feminine, just nicely comfortable. Petra took off her sneakers and sat on the couch, pulling her feet up under her. There were big pillows all over the place and Petra felt as if she sank into the couch. Barb arrived with a small tray with tea, milk, sugar and a few. Our tongues caressed. Feeling her soft curls under my fingers I closed my hand around the hair on the back of her neck and pulled her closer for a deeper kiss.Her hands were framing my face as she returned my kiss with great passion. We lay back against the couch cuddling close and sharing many more kisses. The only sounds were those of kissing, caressing, breathing and the rustling of the material of the couch under our weight. I softly kissed the tip of her nose and she sighed.She liked being. He was right about one thing though. If I were seventeen I would be chasing his daughter like probably every other boy in her school. I hoped when she did meet the right one he would treat her good. I went to bed and nodded off thinking about seeing the girls tomorrow.The crow opera singer woke me up at the crack of dawn. I groaned as I got up then cheered up when I realized this would be the last morning he would be bothering me. He would be homeless and I would be ensconced in my cabin. I got.