. No one else is here so why not." I nodded my head as I grabbed a seat and brought it over to his desk like he said to. I sat next to Mr. Paterson as... he opened up his version of our textbook and I reached into my bag to get my notebook so I could write stuff down or whatever. As Mr. Paterson was explaining the material to me I zoned out for a good half a minute or so and these unusual thoughts started crossing the back of my mind. Now, I know how this sounds, but my tainted mind was playing. There was some animated conversation, and some gigglinglaughter, and some looking in my direction, and I just wanted to die. Iknew Chrissy was showing off her nails and telling her friends that Ihad done them for her. One of the girls (I don't remember her name) gotmy attention, looked me in the eye, held her nails in front of her face,and blew on them, as if she were trying to dry her polish. OMG!Chrissy had not only told them about my doing her nails, she also toldthem how she had me on my. I put it on and slip on my black heels and head to the living room where he sits me down and say's "we need to talk". He tells me "first of all,we are in bad shape financially and secondly,I won't make you do anything you don't want to". I say "what are you talking about?" and he tells me he has some things lined up for me to bring in some extra money for the house. He tells me he has a "client lined up and is waiting at a hotel" and asked if I was up to it. I tell him absolutely and we get in. Actually she would leave seven hundred dollars richer. It was time to take out an insurance policy. She turned to one of the rather large men watching the game. He was actually watching her ass whenever she bent over for a shot, but both her ass and the game were very interesting to him.“A hundred of that is yours if you make sure I get out of here with it if I win,” she said in a firm, but slightly quivering voice.“Always happy to help out a lady,” he said. “Especially when she is dropping a C.