?I don’t know what is going on Kathy!? is said, faking my concern. If it was Kathy who was lying, then she deserved this, if it was Sheila who was ...lying, then I would have to call the police. When the machine had finally removed her bra and panties, a new unitard, like the one I was wearing, emerged from the slot to the left. She was kicking and flailing her arms but the machine easily over came her and put the unitard on her in a matter of seconds. The arms released their grip on her but. I needed to assess how this happened and what to do about it. Just how culpable was I? Did I do something that caused Robert to come on to me, or was I merely thrown into a difficult and unexpected situation to which I responded poorly? What exactly did I do to encourage Robert to feel so comfortable pushing the boundaries with me? When did I cross the line from being his mother to being a sexual target for him? How did this happen?Wait, I realized, I was asking all the wrong questions. While. It was then Mr Green appeared from the west wing of the house, where his art studio was, and called out to me "Kevin, don't forget to come to my studio today, I need to sculpt you!" Okay" I replied not knowing what else to say, then I heard a noise from inside the house, and seconds later Hannah came scampering out with her red hair flowing and a little bit of make up on."They're here! they're here!" she exclaimed "Come on!" and then I was dragged inside.Hannah excitedly led me towards the. I can't do that! Please, Mr. Davies! I need an idea and I'd really like a chance for a better grade. I'll do anything!"She paused, slightly flushed from her sudden outburst, her chest rising and falling from heightened emotion as she begged the professor for help, hands clasped in front of her in silent plea.Tapping his pen against his full lips, the older man leaned back, left hand falling to his leg. "I just don't know that it would be fair to give you special treatment, Miss Vance. The rules.