******I broke my arm, diary! I was practicing hurdles and I fell over one andbroke my left arm. Funny thing, I didnt even know it at first. My armwas... numb and I couldnt close my hand, but it didnt start to hurt badlyuntil I went to the school dance. I started dancing, and then the painhit, and I'm ashamed to say I passed out.The vice principal took me home, and mom took me to the doc who foundthe break. I'm in a cast now, and I guess Track is going to be a no go.There is a meet coming up, and. Cawdor?" Of course I am, Mr. Brubaker- can I call you 'Harmon'? I'd like you to call me 'Robin'." I've seen the classroom, Robin." Yes, but not with it's most beautiful feature." What's that?" Me, silly!" Are you suggesting... ?" Oh, holy cow, Harmon! I am offering to fuck you- is that a clear enough invitation for you? I am horny, and meeting you has made even hornier.You've gotta help me there- my libido is operating at its highest setting, can't you see? I need to be screwed, hopefully by. He did his best not to betray his emotions tothose around him, but it was very difficult. He leaned over and grabbedhis legs just above his knees looking as though it was a deep stretchwhen in reality he just locked his stare at the floor, hidden from hisclassmates, as he gathered himself.This class was very difficult. William was extremely distracted byJanet's presence. He broke for water often, not because of thirst, butto allow him a glimpse of this spectacular woman. There she was, not. I saw the time and realized I could not work on the pages any longer, I needed to get the materials Gwen would need out to the driveway. As I was gathering the sponges, chamois clothes and soap I heard a knock on the sliding glass door. It was Linda. "Uncle Mark, may I assist Auntie Gwen in washing the cars? If we get them done really quickly she can get me to the art store in time to let me browse for the best paints and some really good brushes." In the driveway, out front, nude," was all I.