She was complaining about sun burns because she spent day on a nudist beach with her guests and friends and that was her first time there. After I was...done eating she took plate to wash it. While she was passing me I tried to hug her but she pushed my hand away saying that I'm hurting her, that her skin burns. I offered to help her with some cream for sun burns that my mom always puts in my bag and she said thanks but refused my offer to help her. She went to bathroom and closed the door. After. Jeffrey helped her set the table, and together they soon had everything ready.Sara excitedly watched as the lads hungrily devoured her meal, and was amazed at the amount they ate. It made her feel good, and appreciated.After dinner, Mark offered to help her with the dishes, and Sara led the young Italian male into the kitchen, and they stood side by side washing and drying dishes. She smelled his cologne, and watched his firm ass as he bent over to wash the dishes. Sara felt herself dampen. Knowing that my actions were causing her pain increased my resolve to continue.I said nothing. Shortly the tears stopped, she parked the car, and we did the rest of her shopping in silence.The days passed slowly. School started halfway through my punishment, and I each time my mother dropped me off at school was rough sandpaper over my temperament.My mother, after the first month cold treatment, began to try to make my sentence lighter. I found cookies in my room at odd times, but the presents. Once the students were in position surrounding the glass box each one of them had a cell phone or video camera in their hands. Right now they were recording Ms. Lander posing with the robotic arms while making cute pouty faces at her student's cameras.Ms. Lander just happens to see over the head of her students Mrs. Clark to appearing to be dancing with Cletus. "Silly bitch!" she says to herself. But what she did not know was the Mrs. Clark had him in a full nelson headlock pinning him against.