Was she looking for us? Did she hear any sound? We crept in to our sheets. She opened her cupboard and sat on her legs, looking through the last shelf.... She picked up something and got up. As she got up the towel loosened and fell down near us. I got worried that she would pick the towel and find us. After some time we heard no noise. We slowly crept out from our sheets to check. We could still see Ramnath`s mothers legs. Gathering courage we looked out. We were stunned.Ramnath's mother was. "Now you two write your linenice and small and fit the whole thing across the top of your side. Thenwhen you're done copy it all the way down."Samantha said, "As you're writing I want you to concentrate on the wordsthat you're writing and what you've done."It took several more swats with the pointer for Chris to get his firstline right. After that she wailed on them whenever she got the urge.When the board was half-filled Samantha said, "OK, stop for a minute.You two need a break from writing.". “They are waiting for you to tell them what you are dancing tomorrow, Charles,” she said, shaking me out of my reverie.I pulled Claire away and asked her, “Tomorrow — Samba or Jive, Claire?”“Don’t make me pick, Charles — you pick, I don’t want to jinx anything.”I turned to the registrar and asked what the other dancers have selected. She said there were a Tango, Cha-Cha, and a Foxtrot. I thought for a minute then I turned back to the registrar and I said, “Jive,” which caught my group’s. Ms Reyes, my Math professor, set up a camera and promised she would punish me every time I failed by making me watch the tape, but not let me touch myself. “Such a nice body, no wonder you’re such a slut,” my Physics professor, Ms Peters, the oldest of all four, in her fifties, commented while running her hand up my leg then slapping my thigh hard, making it turn red. I moaned in pain, which made her slap me again. “This is supposed to be a punishment, but I believe she’s quite enjoying.