“Besides, the extra energy will make the class a little more exciting.” She says chirpily. Your eyes well up and you plead with her, “Please! Don’t do this… I don’t want to die. Let me go… I’ll do anything. PLEASE!” The delivery woman laughs and throws you onto the floor, you fall on your back and rub your behind as you make to get up. The teacher’s aide puts her hand on your shoulder and holds you firmly in place as she slides another hand across your cheek, “Better be sure to keep some energy. The class doesn’t start for a couple of hours and I am sure the girls would love to hear some stuff like that!” You are pulled up and held in front of the teacher’s aide, who marches you forward towards the school entrance. Your hear her turning around to the delivery woman saying, “We should do lunch sometime.” You continue to struggle and you hear the delivery woman shout back, “We could ‘do’ lunch now. It would be sure to make sure he stops struggling. At least for a little while.”

You are suddenly stopped being marched forward and you hear a wondering uhmmm from the teacher’s aide as her foot rubs up the inside of your leg…