Is she the one?’ ‘I can’t tell yet dad, I only found her Friday in front of my place with a flat and a bad lug wrench. I have hopes, I’m tired...of looking.’ ‘So you brought her for mother to pry open?’ ‘She’s good at that.’ ‘We didn’t do so good on Kate. What does she do?’ ‘She says she’s a substitute teacher. I’m going to try to talk her into moving her work down this way. She was in TUSD.’ ‘She is a pretty thing. Time will tell and mother won’t be so blind to this one.’ Dinner was about two. I don't know if that's true or not but she does encourage sexual activities. Funnily enough no one has ever seen her naked.When I arrived at the strip chamber — That's the nickname for the glass room at the front of the school where all those in the program strip when they get to school and dress when they leave. — I took a seat and waited for the others. Miss Beals smiled at me and gave me a copy of the program manual to go over while I waited. I flipped through it but it didn't tell me. The next thing she realized, that the news was on and she still had her head laid on Brandon’s lap. She let out a sigh and sat up. Brandon smiled at her warmly and she leaned over to kiss him. Never in her life had she ever felt so happy with things. As they kissed, she toughed his cheek tenderly and when they stopped, she looked into his brown eyes. The look she saw was good, but she didn’t know what it meant.“Let’s go to bed.” Brandon said to her.They got up and headed towards Denise’s. ComI pulled the car into the drive, cursing. My name is Jack Hoover, and my life sucked. Royally! I had just come home from work at my demeaning job. I had finally had enough of the pompous asses at that country club. I had worked there as a gardener for the last five years. I had quit college after getting married so I could support my wife, Alice, as she finished her degree. She was further along than I was so we figured it would be easier for her to finish then support us when I went.