Lovelickin
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Tomas Crane paced his office. He was waiting for his next pupil, the interviews had gone well, all normal kids looking forward to the new session and he had filled his classes. This last pupil however had no information on her in his notes, other than she was new to the town. He had already seen a couple of mature students and the usual intake of teenagers, but he had no idea what to expect here. At six foot tall and of a lithe build, he still showed the evidence of his former physical life, though now it was with a little padding from the comforts of normal life.
He sat down, looking over his desk, the family pictures were there, his paperweight (a gift from his colleagues after he left the army) and a blank sheet. He leaned forward running his fingers through his dark, short cropped hair and adjusting his reading glasses. 'Who are you?' he pondered. Then she knocked the door. He stood, walked to the side of his desk and called "Come on in please"
He sat down, looking over his desk, the family pictures were there, his paperweight (a gift from his colleagues after he left the army) and a blank sheet. He leaned forward running his fingers through his dark, short cropped hair and adjusting his reading glasses. 'Who are you?' he pondered. Then she knocked the door. He stood, walked to the side of his desk and called "Come on in please"