“It will surely be a very memorable day for him.”“Is there anything else we could do to make it even more memorable for him? Would he prefer if ... was tied up?”“He’ll tie you up himself if that’s what he’s in the mood for. I guess I could go put on some lingerie. Usually I’m the one wearing the jeans, desperate to pee. Now that I think about it, this may actually work out even better than I thought.”Mrs. Oliver ran upstairs and into the master bedroom. Jill could hear drawers and closet doors. He looked so gorgeous today. I could just feel me getting aroused looking at him in front of the class. I felt like an idiot having a crush on my teacher, and dreaming every night, thinking that my teacher could actually like me. I would get glances and stares from across the room from him. Except today was different—no glances and no stares from him at all. I thought that that was weird on our test day since those were the days he would do it the most. When I was in the middle of taking the. The walk wasn’t bad until I got to the street we would meet and that’s because the street was practically a highway the way cars were speeding down it. I was just scared of being hit. The area on the road I was supposed to meet was meant for cars to pull over, it was sort of like a small outward area for cars to pull over and park safely. I had gotten there a little before him and was just waiting and trying to contact him to see were and how far he is from the spot. I was only waiting for like. "What's going on?" he asked."Don't know yet. The generator woke me. I thought you were up early and started it." No, I was awake but reading when the lights went out," Phillips told me. We were downstairs by then and the lights in the dinning room, S-3/Operations and radio room were all on."Something is wrong," I told him. "I'll check the radio. You check with the guards, OK?" I told him."Sure," he answered, but retrieved his AK-47 from S-3 before going to check the guards, not willing to be.