Looking around, the church at the other side of the road was still there, but the road had tramlines. I had never seen tramlines, only heard about the...m. Also the road was laid with cobblestones, not tarmacked as I knew. Everything seemed different."A big young man like you should watch where he's going. The kerb isn't that high you needed to trip on it." Spoke an elderly man who turned and walked away.I just turned and looked around, I glanced up and saw the street names were what they should. It’s a classy location and appears fairly deserted. One of the advantages of Nigella managing the venue is that she has access to it when no-one else is around. We cut to Nigella, standing on a flight of steps where a hundred couples have had their wedding photographs taken ... But Nigella’s not wearing white, well, not much of it ... She’s wearing almost nothing. Stockings, suspenders, panties, bra and a crooked little smile. Nothing more. Her boobs are a decent size, her belly slightly. "Crazy doesn't even begin to describe them. You may think they're all insane but that's only by using your own frame of reference. It doesn't apply when you talk about them. It's like wondering why a cat doesn't act like a dog. It doesn't because it's a cat, not a dog." You make us sound superhuman or some such shit like that," I snorted."Captain, humans don't survive what we sent you into," she responded casually. I was a little taken aback by that but couldn't think of a pithy response so I. I liked to be able to talk face to face with my students so my desk was not in between us. I decided to dive right in, hoping she would not start crying or be to embarrassed. “Beth, before the holidays, I took your phone from you because you had it out in class, do you remember?” “Yes mam.” “Well, I went through your phone during that class and I found some, lets say, risky photos of you and Sara.” “Yes mam. I thought I saw you going through my phone.” “Well, I’m not trying to say what you did.