Then I slowly remembered where I was. I managed to find my way into the bathroom and turned on the light. I started the water running in the sink and reached for my toothbrush, and then groaned. "I forgot my damned toothbrush." I hadn't bought one either. A quick search beneath the cabinet turned up a new toothbrush, still in the packaging, and I let out a sigh of relief. I opened the packaging and brushed my teeth, watching my reflection in the mirror. My hand slowed and my eyes widened when I recalled f*****g Principal Hill.
Oh, my God, what did I do? She's not on birth control!
I struggled to resume brushing my teeth, and had to lean on the counter with my left hand. My legs suddenly felt weak. Jesus! Did I get her pregnant? Was that her plan when she came back over?
Somehow I manage
