Sure, I had some boy classmates that I chatted with andworked on assignments with, but outside of the classroom, we didn'treally hang out.So I took my...seat and got out the necessary books and waited for ourteacher, Ms. Pamm Hoak, to arrive. She was an older woman, probably oneof the oldest teachers at the school, her short, slightly thinning hairwas starting to turn grey and it gave her a more distinguished look.Along with her dark-framed glasses and nice suits that she always wore,Ms. Hoak was. Automatically, Erica shook it and something that felt like electricity shot up her arm. The feeling of standing in a hole intensified, she revised her height estimate up a couple of inches, which made him taller than Randy. His handshake was firm but not crushing, although she got the distinct impression of power held under firm control. “Nice to meet you, Johnson,” he said affably. “I have coached, but they didn’t say anything about it in the interview.” “Clark Potter was in a car accident a. ” He got up and walked over to her with an extended hand, trying to keep a straight face.She shook his hand with a strength that surprised him. “Likewise. You know little of the ways EXP is gained but you have still attained the strength that many seek. How is this so?”“Alright, since my sarcasm is lost on you, I will make it clear. I don’t want to tell you.”Her grip tightened. “I know. I still want my answer.” She increased her grip until his bones rubbed against each other. He had to pull it. I asked him how it came about that he had been so scared of women? Oh, I knew the official version, he had given us that story at the pub on the moors but what had really happened in the past to make him so afraid. It seems he had seen his aunt, I suspect like all lads he was spying on any available female, anyway he had seen through an air vent to their bedroom, his uncle screw his aunt anally and brutally and she had screamed the house down, which had put him off sex as he associated it with.