The only piece worthy of having a place in this classroom.Chapter 3"My personal souvenir"I awoke the following morning in the corner of the abandoned ...inema that at night we call home my brothers along with Dim, Pete and Georgie. In the centre of the room, like us surrounded by broken glass and broken wood, Ms Michaels lay hog-tied and gagged face down in the sharp shavings of the once loved building. Like the previous night she gently wept, knowing it wouldn't do any good she made no attempt. All this was in addition to a pretty heart-shaped face, with a turned up nose.How did I know this? Well, she was my sister and I’d seen her as she grew up, in swimming suits and gym kits, things like that and for some reason I had taken notice of her development. We had always been friends, none of the fights and disputes that happen between some siblings, we shared and looked out for each other. Then things changed on eventful, late summer Wednesday evening.I was in my room, jerking off to a. She has made reservations at our favorite Vietnamese restaurant.The day passes quickly and at the end I pack up and head to my car. The drive to her office is quick but I am thinking of her in that dress all the way there. I park and go upstairs.As I enter the office she looks up and orders me to "Close the door." I do as she says and close the door. Then moving into the office closer to her I notice that the front of the long skirt is draped to the side. Her legs are spread and she is not. You know.Chloe: Hahaha! I’m just kidding with you! I know it was a mistake!She changed her serious expression toa big smile and she started laughing at my seriously worried face.Me: Very funny!Chloe: You look so funny trying to apologize and explain it to me!Me: For a moment I thought you were mad.Chloe: Don’t be ridiculous! Things like this happen in sports.Me: I know!Chloe: Come on, follow me!Me: Where are we going?Chloe: There’s another place I want to show you!Me: Ok.Wow, that was intense..