My big 36D boobs were pressing against his chest. His hand accidentally slid down to my hip. It was then he realized that I was unclothed. He looked a... me in fear and stopped dancing.“What happened?”, I asked.“Nothing… Nothing”, he answered stammering.“Then, dance silly”, I remarked.He pulled his hand back up to my waist and we again started dancing. A couple of minutes later, he put his hand back on my hip again and squeezed it. He looked at me to see if I was objecting. I simply smiled at. My name is Eve and I was two weeks short of gaining tenure when the principal, Mr. Selznick, called me into his office. Maybe it was Friday the thirteenth… I don’t know, but it felt like it. Mr. Selznick, I mean Norm, was a man in his early-fifties and very supportive of the staff so it was no surprise when he gave me a huge hug and held my hand as tears soaked his shirt. ‘Norm,’ I sobbed, ‘I can’t believe this is happening to me. I’ve tried to be the best teacher possible and yet, now you say. ’ He grabbed a sheet from the bed, and Danielle gave him a quizzical look as he led her out the door. The beach was moonlit and the sky was clear, covered in stars. Down the beach they walked, still dressed up from dinner, hand in hand. Long into their walk, they found themselves alone, with no houses or hotels or loud music nearby. They found themselves stopping, and John looked into Danielle’s eyes and spoke to her: ‘Danielle Michelle Lockland, these past years have been the best of my life.. In this new office setting, it still didn’t quite satisfy him. He indicated he was still working out a desk arrangement for us that might be better.They were both essentially managers of the house and property now, overseeing and coordinating the work, but they were too simple to fully embrace those roles and still maintained personal involvement in the daily work. Sharon still enjoyed the cooking but enjoyed that not all the other cleaning fell to her, especially considering the effort.