It was still early fall so the leaves were just turning and the temperature had not become too cold to sit there. His friends always sat there before ...chool and they would talk about whatever was on their mind. He was only a few feet away from the tree when Kevin Jackson, one of his best friends came running up behind him."Rick! Rick!" Kevin was out of breath from running, Kevin was only a sophomore but was still a trusted friend, even though most of the people in Rick's grade thought he was a. Leaning over her shoulder I talk softly so the Bus Boy can’t hear.“Now you won’t disgrace me and yourself in front of my friends will you.” I ask.“No I won’t.” She replies with the determined voice of a true submissive not wishing to upset her proud master.“Just keep calm. Keep breathing and don’t forget no real harm will come to you. Do you understand?” I ask her.“No I don’t understand. I don’t know what’s going to happen. What is going to happen?” she replies.“Well this is a Jewellery Show. Over the next four months I worked along side Marco to create my dungeon. Well, It only took two months to get it complete but when I admitted to him I was clueless about most of the things in it. He insisted on teaching me using his girls as training aids. The space was rather large and I used quite a bit of it for the Dungeon. The First step, was a dividing wall to separate it from the utilities. It would be a bad thing to have some one stumble into my den of depravity.The room was kept wide. The door opened, and she sat up hopefully. Ms. Perez strode in, wearing an elegant black pencil skirt and a high-necked, loose white blouse. She nodded to her student, then carried a spiral notebook over to her desk and sat behind it, arranging some of the various papers that had accumulated.Alaina stared at the door, still holding out some shred of hope that maybe she’d heard wrong, that she’d been hallucinating. She turned her gaze to the teacher after a few moments. Maybe ... Maybe she.