I believe the woodpile is low." With those words, the Witch pushed Huber from the room and shut the door. Curious about what was going on, but boun... by his contract, Huber went forth to gather, cut and stack wood. By the end of the day, he had stacked enough wood to last a whole winter's fires, but the door to the Witch's chamber remained closed. Huber retired to an alcove strewn with rushes, and slept. The next morning, the door was still closed, so Huber went hunting. He found and slew. With the girl."I looked at him in disbelief. Was he saying what I thought? Did he just volunteer to fuck my Simone? I asked him, pointblank.He withered at my suggestion that he had anything illicit in mind."No, Lawrence! For training purposes only. For good of the girl, only. Not my pleasure! My beloved there every time! No pleasure for me at all with my love there."I don't think he realized how humorous what he said was. But I backed down, apologized for doubting his intent and told him I. The chair was at his desk opposite him. I looked around as he finished what he was writing. It was then I noticed a partially covered picture on his desk of a hunky man, a light hairy chest and abs to die for. The trail of hair went down further but was obscured by some papers over the top. I was dead keen to see the rest, so tried to move the papers on top but they were being held in place by other papers on top also.I had always had a bit of crush on the coach, and had been lucky enough. This summer was just supposed tobe Miss Johnson watching me because my mom has to work, and now it'sturning into a slumber party, pool party with boys type thing. I wonderhow upset Mother really is about seeing me in Tammy's purple skirtedbikini. Miss Johnson left for a little while. I guess she got her carfixed."I like your new sundress!" I noticed Tammy sitting cross-legged like mebut covering her privates with her dress. I didn't have the benefits of along dress to cover my private.