It's over.

You open your cottage door, the taunts of the two young bitches still stinging your ears. It's as though your past has come back to haunt you, no matter what you do. The addition of 'pervert' to 'drunk' is a new one though. Of all the faults you have, inappropriate behaviour with a student wasn't one of them.

At least it wasn't until you came here, you think ruefully, remembering your pleasant cavortings with Grace yesterday. You have to put that behind you and find a way to end her schoolgirl infatuation. With that thought you head back to the kitchen to get a glass of water.

And stop dead in the doorway, staring in shock at what you see.