Evidence of a mature season was everywhere, as a light October breeze chased a dozen or so crusty leaves around the corner and held them hostage in a ...whirling dance, disturbing his solitude. The rustling sound ceased when they fell to the weathered boards of the porch, abandoned by the departing breeze. His eyes closed slowly, as his tongue slipped out to moisten his upper lip - searching for evidence of what his mind remembered of her. He inhaled deeply and slipped into a mental review of many. Nothing would happen that I didn’t want to happen, and anything I wanted to happen almost certainly would. Consequently, there was no reason to wonder, much less worry, but of course I did anyway.Of course, why were we getting together at all? Obviously for sex. It is not as though we were seeking a platonic relationship, and clearly romance was not the goal. Therefore, there was no other reason for us to meet besides sex. Consequently, there was no point in pretending otherwise, or in. " I don't understand" whispered Mary, hoping to find a way out of this situation."I'm your teacher, you can't treat me this way." It is very simple Mrs. C. If you don't do everything I tell you, you won'tbe anybody's teacher, wife or mother. Understand Mrs. C." And how long does this blackmail last?" As long as I want it to Mrs. C. Enough talk. Stand up straight Mrs. C. Handsat your side. Look straight ahead and don't move. Don't say anything." orderedLisa.Not knowing what else to do and not. Rachel probably asked around and was told about Carlos and the country store.If Rachel was street smart, and I had no doubt that she was, getting the information from Carlos without his knowing would be simple. If she did no more than satisfy her own curiosity, then all was well in Farmer's Grove. Anything else and Rachel might need to disappear.Nothing to do now but play the hand I had been dealt. "So bring the sandwiches and I'll have the beer ready," I suggested. I spent the next three days.