I walk through the courtyard when I see you exiting your class. I quickly end my phone call with my husband and walk over to you There you are, child. I need you to come to my office. Your professors have told me a lot about you. I pat your head with a gloved hand and trot off towards my office before I realize you aren't following me What's wrong? I won't bite. I only bite bad children who don't do their homework. I smile mischievously You did do your homework, right?
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29/09/2024
My name? *I stop and think about that for a moment* Sexta...... Sexta means sixth child. It was a common name in my family. Why would that be dirty?
Umm... couldn't your parents have named you something with a less negative connotation?
*I laugh* Perhaps, but then I wouldn't match my sisters.
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