That first moment at the door. And one moment later in the afternoon. It seemed frozen in time even then. She was serving drinks, and when she placed ...y drink on the coffee table in front of me, she leaned down and spent a long time placing the glass precisely in the center of the coaster on the table. And somehow the fourth button on her shirt had slipped loose. And as she leaned over the coffee table her bare right breast was totally revealed, but only from my point of view.It was a perfect. Theclass was the usual mix of nerds, Goths, jocks, suits, prom princessesand misfits. She introduced herself, heard the usual groans, questionsabout what happened to their regular teacher, and there was the taking ofthe roll, announcements of various kinds, and talk of athletic ralliesfilled in 'til the first bell rang.Watching the class leave for their various destinations, Karen enjoyed abit of pleasure that she was now back where she felt she belonged. Herfirst period class was starting to. We got inside the office and I made sure to lock it back from inside. I knew nobody would be coming to disturb us but this was the first time I was doing this outside anyone’s house, so it never hurts to be extra careful. As soon as I locked everything, I turned off the lights and turned to my lover of the hour. My friend’s office is on the second floor and through the blinds the street light and lights from neon hoarding was mood-lighting the room. It started to rain outside and the mood was. I pretended like I was typing away on my laptop at my cubicle.Tasha retook her seat at her desk, and I could see her checking her make-up with a small mirror she had pulled from her purse. She used a lone finger, tongue moistened, to fine-tune her look. She brushed her long brown hair and rechecked her make up.“If you have a hot date,” I said from just a few feet away, “You should probably go. You look fine, and I’m going to be here a while.”Tasha turned and looked in my direction.“I was.