If you do it correctly with enthusiasm and extra effort youcan eat anything you want for breakfast. If however you hesitate orresist, you will get dry... toast and water. The decision is entirely upto you."I stood there quietly, not daring to say a word. I knew that I wouldnot like what she had in mind, but I was still in no position to argue."Well, I can see that at least you have learned to listen and arecapable of obeying the rules if you put your mind to it. Since I knowyou are capable of. Leah, the writer, was a joy to work with. She was short, five one, a chunky little ball of fire with cheeks that dimpled when she smiled, flashing blue eyes, and long auburn hair that she usually wore in something I think was supposed to be a ponytail. Her usual attire was skintight jeans and a tee, with a movie logo or book cover on it. And the tees tended to be pretty tight. Sometimes she even wore a bra.Eric was enthralled, and being the horndog he was I warned him off. "Don't fish in the. She's the Assistant Principal, not someone that I'd had much to do with. Oh, I'd seen her around, said "Hi" to her a few times. She was very formal. It was always "Hello, Mr. Walker," from her, never "Hi, Carl," or just "Hi."But it's a formal school. Respect is emphasized all the way around. Something to do with minimizing violence or something, but to all the teachers we are "Mr." this or "Miss" that, and they are "Mr." or "Mrs." or "Miss" so-and-so.Believe it or not, there's even a dress. But outside were just as out of sorts as in with the place swarming with cabs and people making a run for them,she was about to follow suite when a hand clawed on her and a voice said"you a girly lookin mufucka,isn't ya?How bout some grand daddy black cock?"instinctively, she steered her face away from her assailent and broke loose,waving her hands in an sos pulling a hail mary on her run for dear life and as faith would have it, out the blue,a pumpkin-coloured cab skidded to a halt as she.