It is this school that you find yourself walking towards on this spring morning. Everything feels perfect. The warm sunshine, the light breeze rustlin...g the leaves around you, the soft chirping of the birds. You walk up the tree-lined drive with a big grin on your face. The imposing main building of St Bartholomew's Grammar school for boys looms ahead, and you recall the hundreds of times that you trudged up this drive, come rain or snow, ever miserable. Not today, though. Today's special.. ....look at you, grining, gitty as I caught you sneak sneaking. You raise your head just to meet my warm, wet, well showered kiss. Your eyes closed hypnotized to my command. I run my hands aside your cheek, passed your ear and through the back your hair, as I guide you into the bathtub with me......You wrap your arms around me, more for balance rather than caressive expression. I slide my hands down your sides, and agressively pull you close to me. Mind you, our kiss never dismissed. We turn, I. Hood. Reyna had ended up sitting next to me that first class. We had started with talks about the class and things had built from there. It was a connection we both felt as well as an attraction. In a few short weeks we were spending every available downtime together. It wasn’t more than 6 months before we were living together and just to keep things simple, a year after our first date we were married. 10 years of a wonderful marriage and I wouldn’t have had it any other way. Sure, I felt. "Oh I see what you mean, I guess you do get a good view" she said as she stood up and walked around my desk, she looked at my crotch and said"Yes I see where all the blood went now"She dropped to her knees and started to unzip my pants as she said"Well I guess I promised you one of these every day if you married me, I am a little behind on these so I will make up for one of them right now."She slid herself around so she was under my desk and proceeded to make sure my day was pleasant, I was.