My last day of freedom. Tomorrow the kids arrive. Dan calls them brats. The brats. Don’t know how I’m gonna get on with them, whether I’ll manage to teach them anything or not, whether they want to learn or not.
I’m finding out I got to be real careful around Dan. She’s way too beautiful and way too innocent and it’s all I can do to keep my hands off her. Want to do more than put my hands on her, want to kiss her on her mouth and her boobs and… well, pretty much everywhere, I guess.
Bad news: there’s this dick called Greg around who hates Dan and has it in for her.
Good news: If Greg so much as touches Dan I’ll fucking kill him!
Bad news: Not sure I can make it through nine more weeks without going crazy. Daren’t let Dan see how I feel or she’ll run a mile.
Good news: There’s a cute guy called Brian I like and I think he might be able to distract me from these evil thoughts. He’s a hunk, and if Dan wasn’t around I wouldn’t think twice and he’d be inside my panties already.
I forgot earlier. Had a run in with Tonya over dinner. She thought Dan had told on her and Holly, but honestly everyone can see what they’re getting up to. Didn’t want to make out how fascinated I was because I don’t want to scare Dan off, but can’t stop thinking about what they’re doing to each other, can’t get rid of the images of their two bodies lying together, wondering what it would be like to lie that way with Dan.
Fuck, Cherri, get a grip!