"Mr. Reed would like to see you," she added.I nodded. "Ladies," I said, tipping an imaginary hat and walked back to the principal's office. Then I hes...itated. "Is he in here?" The other one," Mrs. Hatcher said without turning around. Parker had moved into Mrs. Jeffries office as soon as he became acting principal and apparently hadn't moved out yet. I moved to the other door and knocked."Come in."I nodded to the girls again, opened the door and walked in.The room was mostly bare. Mr. Reed had a. He was trying to get up the nerve to kiss her. Should he? Shouldn’t he? She wanted to be romanced. Did that mean she would be offended if he kissed her. Would he score more points if he held back? She had said she didn’t want him. Did she? Didn’t she? She was difficult to read. He reached out and took her hand. It startled her for a second, but she realized she liked it and didn’t pull back. ‘Good sign,’ he thought. So he ventured further, ‘I want to be honest,’ he said. ‘About what?’ she. Girls or ladies can contact me at And I request that pls only girls should contact me.So, coming to the story, this happened a few months back when I was traveling in a plane and fortunately that was business class. I was coming back from finishing a project and was pretty much tired. In the fight I saw there was a young sexy girl dressed as hell and she was sitting exactly behind my seat. I was determined to make a move on her. So once the air hostess came in to take the order I was ready to. A Magda concert the way I hear her would be magnificent. ‘Sure.’ I said again. ‘But I won´t do much good when it comes to carrying things. Or driving. Or talking to your parents.’ ‘I just want them to meet you.’ She said. ‘They want to thank you. And don´t worry about talking, they know you´re not supposed to talk very much’ This hero thing could become addictive. I loved being praised for something I was proud of. The only thing I´ve been praised for before was playing chess and that´s like.