" Compton High School," she said."Compton High School. Yes, the gym entrance. Ten minutes? Okay, thanks." A final time he took her in his arms and the...y danced, Sarah feeling every bit like Cinderella at the ball. Unfortunately, however, it was approaching midnight and she had no glass slipper to leave behind.The song ended and hand in hand they left, again the center of everyone's attention as they exited the prom.The evening breeze felt cool and refreshing."I... I've been thinking about. The very idea of being forced to participate in the brain numbing horrors of maths itself was terrifying enough but what made it a hell on earth was the presence of the subject master, Mr Swaile. He seemed to take an almost unholy delight in singling out Wellings to answer the most complicated of mathematical equations. He knew the boy had no aptitude for the subject, yet still he endeavoured to humiliate the child in front of his schoolmates. The concepts of mathematics were totally alien to. The guy I was working with bought them a round of drinks, and they came over to join us. We talked business since we were all in town working. One of the ladies was older, and the other was younger. She wanted to see some of the brochures on my products, so I took her up to the room, and filled her in." Filled her in, uh?" The problem was the next night. She had fun with me four or five times, but word got back to her 'through the grapevine' that I was still in high school. We didn't have a. She had turned putting on her white nylons, garter belt and four inch "fuck me" pumps into an exquisite reverse strip tease and when I'd said nothing she'd stood up and walked by me with a slow sensuous walk until she got to the bed. Turning, she had looked at me and raised an eyebrow and when I still said nothing she picked her wedding dress up off the bed and stepped into it."You will have to zip me up," she said and with trembling fingers I did so. Next she picked up the veil and put it on..