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 Chapter Four

   *All plans of mice and men have a way of going left on you when a pretty
skirt shows up*

   I sat watching the hall.  The water went on and off in the bathroom. 
The door to her room open and closed twice.  She came down the hall in
loose jeans and a sweatshirt.  She sat across the table from me, with
`Thunderbird' across her firm top and a look of fearlessness in her eye she
settled in to what was her side of the bunker.  She was ready for war.

   "Ok" I said calmly, "I have thought this through as well.  Since I am
ready to make my terms on this if you could just allow me the three of four
minuets to get it all out?"

   "Ok" she said noticeably happier "I will."

   "Right..." this was really going to be a discussion.  "One," lifting the
first finger on my left hand facing out toward her " We do this when Coral
is asleep, outside or out and about at work or what have you.  Two," a
second finger joined the first " either party by note or word can stop this
absolutely." The third finger made the `W' of my hand "Three, I am the
teacher and you are the student.  And yes I will learn much from this but
for all intents and purposes I'll lead you'll follow." Now only my thumb
rested on my palm "Four, all questions will be asked and answered.  This
one is non-negotiable, sorry Hon as much as I'd like to enjoy you over and
over again; it's the learning that makes it quasi ok for me." I dropped my
hand to the table.  "Think about what I have said, and I mean it Candice,
really think about it.  I'll make toast for us for breakfast." With that I
got up and headed into the kitchen, I patted her shoulder as I passed.  I
made the food.

   Time has a way of taking forever depending on what side of the bathroom
door you find yourself on.  Mentally I had done the pee-pee dance for what
felt like twenty five years.  Jam, toast pilled on a plate and a butter
knife came with me to the table.  We ate in silence, trading the knife off
with each new slice till they were all gone.  Then she got up and took the
plate, knife and jam into the kitchen.  She came back sat down and looked
across the table at me, her hands in her lap.

   "Ok so, we both have the power to stop this.  We will do it in secret. I
will learn and you will teach and finally we agree that I will ask what I
want no matter how badly this makes either of us feel.  Is that what you
are saying?" she waited.

   I thought for a bit then responded "Yes." in a firm tone.

   She sat and the wheels turned in her mind for a few minuets.  "I want to
have some control over what I do or don't do"

   I looked like a child that had been smacked for no reason it could think
of "Candice you will get all kinds of opportunities to choose what you do
or do not do.  I wasn't making you into a sex slave.  Not my intention at
all." I stammered out.

   "But I can be if I want to for a while, if that's what I want?" she
asked.

   "Well I guess so." I nodded feeling a bit stunned.

   "We can always sit and discuss how this is going and what we are doing
like next week or what I want to try for next week?" she shrugged "like
that?"

   "Yes we can have a check in to say our feelings on any or all of it each
week" I was glad some structure was creeping in even if it was her putting
it out for us to agree on.

   "On Monday nights?  Like when Coral is at bingo?" she added the last
with a flair, she was in the meat of this and really wanted to see it
through I gathered.

   "Ok done.  We'll do that Monday nights" I smiled.

   "Along with whatever we have time for I hope." She seemed very happy
about how this was turning out.  I now moved to make the boundaries I
needed to.

   "If your school grades drop below a `C' minus in any course we stop and
can only resume if you clear it up by the next term." I made a point of
looking sternly about it.

   "Sure." She smiled, having never gotten a lesser grade then `C' plus she
was less then worried.

   "There can be no more then nine late or absent classes that we can not
really account for, that's an absolute or Coral will look into it." I was
solemn again.

   "I can miss nine classes?" she looked unconvinced.

   "Yep I'll cover all of them but past that I'll cover the tenth and then
it stops till the term after.  No going back once you have done the tenth
one the lessons stop." I was hoping to make that clear.

   "Nine?" she looked at me with a turn to her head.

   "Ok so how about twelve.  I won't go beyond that though." I would have
gone to sixteen but she didn't need to know that.

   "Well I would have thought none but since you said twelve I'll take
them" she grinned.  Dam I spoke to soon.

   "Right.  Anything else?" I asked

   "I pick the days to be late or not show right?" She was making it clear
it seemed.

   "Yes" I stated matter-of-factly.

   "Ok." She got up and headed toward the bedroom calling down the hall "I
am sick today... we are going to talk about sucking on a man's penis
instead."

   With that the matter came to a close, not in the manor I thought it
would, but it was going to be a seductive bridge to cross while I burned.

   *Well...  there Dave, you have a student, all you could have hoped
for... or not eh?*