The morning started out like a train wreck and Brad walked right by his secretary without saying, "Good Morning." She followed him into office closing...the door behind her. She was not going to add cheer to his recently installed bitter mood. “Your wife left some paperwork a few minutes ago. Is there anything you need me to do before your first meeting?” She stood while Brad looked at the cover sheet on the paperwork. Brad looked seriously disturbed. It was the divorce papers, but what was the. Mom wanted me to wear a thong but I resisted. I stay barefoot while pulling on a tight short skirt. My legs are really long but super skinny. I cringe as I pull on the agreed-upon T-shirt. It’s a size or two too small and it's thin. I redden as I see myself in the mirror. The nipples, of course, are darts and very prominent. What is really cringeworthy is my areolas. They are so evident, too evident. Fuck! Dexter has not seen this outfit yet and I’m humiliated.Slowly I walk to the. Quite rudely, she said that as i was late, i was not allowed to give the project. I'd be given just internal marks.although I'd pass still, it meant my effort was waste. i angrily walked to my seat, amid some sympathetic and other haughty stares. i decided to have my revenge.after school, as my friends headed out, i stayed back. our teacher was just clearing up. i saw my chance. the corridor was unusually dark for day, and i saw her come out.i hid in the shadows, placing my foot in a dark. " Mark said."Thanks again. Enjoy the rest of your three day weekend." She said and was off.Mark watched her as she walked away for a moment, but didn't want to be caught staring, so he went inside."God she is so hot." He thought. "And that shirt. It hugged every inch of her chest and the way it showed of her cleavage. She is so hot. I can't believe she only had the one modeling job. She should be working all the time."Mark opened a draw and pulled out a magazine. He flipped it open and it fell.