It was the quickest way to get to Windham he informed me. After getting directions, I asked, "Have you ever heard of an old tavern that was on that ro...d owned by someone named Thibadeau back in early times?" Sure, nothing of it left now. The state is talking about putting up a marker to identify where it was located. They won't have much luck though. Some little red-haired bitch from the city bought the land one-two years ago. She has more money than God. Snooty little thing--pretty though.. 'I spoke the headmaster yesterday, and your girl can be registered. He's an old friend of mine so he didn't mind me phoning Sunday. There will be no problem, and the incident will be kept quiet. You need to go into school later this morning to talk to the headmaster. They have an experiment in progress, so pupils aren't expelled from school. Anyway he'll explain it all to you,' Margaret lectured.'Now then young lady, are you ready for school?' Margaret asked Ishrat. 'Yes, ma'am,' Ishrat. The roadhouse toilet and the roadhouse…thank god… were empty of customers…when they had a brief pit stop…god knows what would trigger the three lasses to sexual mayhem in an instance.Sister Agatha was shown their Chastity pledges when they got back to St Anne’s. She was close to tears for their saved purity. The girls went happily upstairs, contented to be back with all their friends, up to the dorms and slept soundly, minds meandering dreamily , savouring their smutty day. It was very late. Finally the bus pulled in and I didn’t know whether to rush to her or just get back on the next one, so I settled for medium paced effort in her direction. Fortunately it was only a few minute walk to pancakes from the bus depot. I was just so uncertain about the whole thing, maybe if I called her and we heard each others voices it might take the edge off. I was only 100 meters or so away so I decided to call her. ‘*ring* *ring* … hello? Alex?! You’ve never called before!’ she sounded ecstatic,.