It was a great time. I never wanted this feeling to end. "Ok everyone, time to go home" the manager announced. I was so wasted I really can't remember... much after that. Bits and pieces of getting in a car then going up steps.I remember a bed and lying down, then, nothing.I was woke up the next morning by sunshine shining through window blinds. I rubbed my eyes and looked around. I was a small bedroom with a bathroom and by the sound someone was taking a shower. The bedroom was clean and well. I got her class switched to European History. But if she doesn't pass the test, right back to Mr. Rollins she goes." Yes Tony, we know that, but how did you do it?" asked Cheri."Uh, I made an appointment with the counselor. Your Aunt Marj came with me. We discussed it and she agreed to let you take a test." That's it? Just like that?" Well yeah. I mean I wrote to your history teacher, Mr. Rathman. He confirmed that the only reason he couldn't give you an A+ was the number of days you missed.". Seems like the thing to do.”“What if I’m some kind of psychopath?”“What’s the chance of TWO psychopaths sitting at the same table in this restaurant?”She broke a smile. “That’s a horrible joke. What if I was?”“I’ll take a chance.”“I could be, you know...”Our waitress dropped the ticket on the table, took my credit card.“When we leave here, “ I said, “I need to go talk with Art. Kinda fibbed to ‘em, ‘my niece’ and all that...”“Yeah, but what do you tell ‘em then? I mean, you and me, we look like. X. so I put on a short, tight skirt with tights, boots and a sweater. The sweater was the type that most would wear with an undershirt I did not. It was cold, but the air was almost refreshing on my bare nipples, that poked through the holes in the sweater. We enjoyed our dinner, but about half way through our meal, I saw his face change. He looked at me like he wanted me, no needed me, its the look that makes my stomach tighten up with anticipation. He told me to flash him, and I did. I was.