Teacher’s Pet Ch 10
Katee’s Perspective: I was trying my best to keep in the tears on the bus. I felt dead inside, which was making it easier not to cry and make a scene. I looked up, as usual, there was 2 or 3 pervy men looking at me at any given time. I was dressed in yoga pants and a sweatshirt, with a luggage bag at my feet and back pack around my shoulder. These were filled with all the slutty outfits, heels, thongs, bras, and sex toys that I accumulated from Mr. Wilson over the last few weeks. Mr. Wilson made me do the unthinkable. He made me run away from home, the one place that I felt safe. I cried endless tears this morning as he made me handwrite a letter to my dad and …