I fidgeted with Renee's backpack. I moved it between my feet and my chair. There was one more seat in our row and I worried someone would try to get to the spot and trip over the bag. I desperately wanted to look inside and see if her clothes were really in there.

The ceremony proceeded without incident - although one of the boys pulled his robe tight across the front of his groin as he left the stage, outlining his hard-on. I was pretty sure I saw a teacher headed his way soon after that.

My old Science teacher was - as always - snapping pictures of the graduates...