He smiled. "How are you at dictation, Amanda?" he asked.* * *"You want the job, it's yours," he told me, "once I'm sure of yourfacility for dictation....I felt humiliated, disgusted, and furious, but I kept these emotions tomyself, careful to allow neither my facial expressions, my body language,nor my tone of voice to betray my true sentiments or attitude. "By allmeans, put me to the test, Mr. Howard," I said, my voice honeyed andlascivious, despite my utter disgust. "I think you'll agree that. Despite the clearly confused telephone conversation, there was a knock at the door in record time and Martin also entered the room. "Wow Jens, you finally understood what fair evenings are all about!" - Should I worry in the future when Jens is at trade fairs? I sat on the bed, I had simply taken off my coat, looked at the boys and grinned. Although boys? All three of them in their late thirties and early forties, one of them I knew was married, the wedding rings of the other two gave it away,. It contained sex stories, nude photos and fucking in different poses. I was totally at lost and did not have any words to say. He asked do you enjoy sex? I replied “yes don’t you like to have sex like this? He told showing the magazine. I kept mum he went on telling I can assure you total secrecy if I were there with you. He asked are you virgin? I replied yes. Wow! Sexy, attractive, smart and heart throb of so many boys in our college and still remained virgin.I was feeling some excitement and. Now I was looking forward to Choruseven less, especially if he was in the class.When I gathered my wits and stepped into the classroom, Mark had alreadytaken a seat, but he quickly shot to his feet. "NO!" he screamed. "Youare NOT in this class!" Mr. Corbin!" Mr. Benson, the small, frail-looking chorus director saidloudly and sternly. "Sit down and shut up!"I had never been in one of Mr. Benson's classes before, but the anger hedisplayed seemed uncharacteristic of what I had heard about him."I.