"Okay, you lubbers you know what to do, just follow my cadence. This ship has a wee bit more yardage than the 'Revenge', but raising a sail is raising... a sail."Meanwhile, Margaret was saying goodbye to the Emperor and Empress, his (her) sealed instructions safely stowed inside her jacket against her ceramic chest plate. She was wearing her working 'boobs' barely more than an 'A' cup, just to show that she was a woman, but not enough to get in the way.Margaret gave the commands to start their. At least I wasn't in an angry mood like I had been the day before. In fact, since I finished the tea, I actually felt quite good — which was nice."Alright then; third time's the charm." I said to myself and was just about to start reading again just as the door went.This was starting to get annoying. Something was definitely trying to stop me from reading this damn story. Still, I went to the door to scare off whoever was there, after that, I could get back to the plot.I was wrong.The doorstep. Or more to say I was lost in it.Nimrod joins me after he penned a note to Melville and Godiva. He quietly folds our Robes and my sheet and puts them away. His movements are calm and practiced. I sit and just watch his hands.When he finishes he nudges me. "Come, we have to go visit you charges."I grasp his out stretched hands."Why bother," I am dishearten by the lack of progress I am making with them."You need to be consistent, They need that," his eyes tender, as he looks at me.Was he talking. You'd never know that he spent an hour having sex with me after class on Friday.When the bell rang he let me go, saying only that he explained my absence on Friday to my Spanish teacher and there would be no problem when I got to his class.It was like Friday never happened!I hurried to my Spanish class and just as Mr. Curry promised, Mr. Perez never even spoke to me. He did give me an appraising look that made me wonder what Mr. Curry said to him, though.I worked my way through the groping.