“Am I allowed to ask about it?”“We don’t have time to discuss it now.”“I’d be happy to take you and Chris out to dinner tonight,” I of...ered.“That would be acceptable,” she said. “Pick us up at six?”“I’ll be there.”“Thanks.”I went back to my classroom. When the bell rang I was still thinking about the last thing she’d said: “Thanks.” Not, “I can’t wait.” Not, “I’m looking forward to it.” Not even “I’ll be glad to get this situation resolved.” Just, “Thanks.” She could just as well have said, “I. ..' I slid my hand back down off his upper arms and across my chest as I watched Daniel apply an amount of the baby oil to his rigid tool. Then Daniel looked down at me and stuck the bottle of baby oil up in my anus and squeezed a huge amount into my rectum. The suddenness and pain caught me by surprise and I yelped and jumped, Daniel discarded the bottle and took hold of his monumental tool and guided it back to my anus without hesitation. Once the slick bulbous head brushed against my anal. "I moved the tube onto a gurney and started moving it towards the main operating room. I started setting up and preparing everything before going to check on the girls. They were just cleaning up when I stepped in with a mask on, "done?" Yes and before you ask they will recover perfectly."I smiled, "could you move them to recovery and make sure they are warm?" You have set up for the transfer?"I sighed, "if something happens please tell the girls I ... tell them how to find their way out and. Is something wrong? I asked. Ill explain when were there. See you in fifteen. he said, and then he hung up. Now I was nervous. He sounded so serious. Was he angry? Did he finally want to talk about what happened the other day? I couldnt decide what was going on, so I shoved the thoughts aside as much as I could, threw my shoes on, and ran out the door. Fifteen minutes later, I was sitting next to him on a park bench, overlooking the duck pond. We sat in awkward silence for several minutes,.