. ,” Mr. Wang continued, admittedly doing his best to keep algebra interesting for the students, and he had some success.Until, that was, none other...than Andrew Corbin walked into the classroom, late and furious, and confronted Mr. Wang, “Hey, Mr. Wang, you gonna put me in detention like that stupid hoe Ms. Howard did with Larry? I’m fucking tired of teachers picking on me and my friends and siding with this dickhead over here!” he added, pointing to me, “You got a problem with us, you can suck. We're unable to say, I mean its not as if we expect the capsules to just up and leave on their own" - the speaker, the senior technician, realised that he was making the problem worse but couldn't stop himselfWilma looked sarcastically at him. "Of course it didn't leave by itself, someone took it! Now who could that be? And when was the capsule last checked?" We ran the weekly inspection two days ago, all capsules were accounted for - the doors were locked and monitors reset just after the team. ”Suddenly Cassandra stiffened. “What if, when he gets here, we don’t like him? What if he’s that man in the video?”Pamela put her arms around her daughter. “We have to accept that some part of him is that man in the video because war made him hard, but we know he’s still our James. We know from Lieutenant Paulson that he’s the kind of man who would give his life for others and that he cares deeply about the people he serves with.”Cassandra nodded and wiped her eyes. “And Sarah and Emily told us. “Well, I hope they weren’t overbearing or a burden to you two.”“Tell him how they were, Anne.” I said. She leaned over the back of the seat and leaned into his ear, whispering loud enough that I could hear.“They were gentlemen, but very demanding.” She said. “I was drunk and naked and my husband had already fucked me, and I was so vulnerable. Do you know what they did?”“No, Missy, but you’ll tell me?” She was reaching over the seat, grabbing for his cock. Like me, she had obviously.