Solomon' Daughters

Chapter 21

"You are to drop out of my class and if you want to raise the steaks, I'll go to the office and pass you from

my course with an A+. If you fail however you withdraw from the college completely, my word on it," he said with a

smug grin on his face. Anthony put his cellphone back into his pocket have recorded the whole bet with it incase Prof. Stern tried to renege later. He looked over at Eliza and smile at her encouragingly.

"Alright you've got a bet Stern. Eliza will show you your mistake and how no one could solve it the way you wrote it and you are going to pass me from this class with an A+. As soon as she finishes though and your wrong, you have to apologize to Trisha and Eliza and I expect you to keep your word about changing Trisha's week of absence to a week of her average passing grade. Anthony turned his head to look over where Trisha was sitting staring at him and winked at her and she blushed. It made her look cute even though she wasn't very pretty. He released Eliza's arm and gave her a pat on the butt to get her moving. She scowled down at him and stalked down to the dry erase board. Grabbing a marker a different color then the one previously used so it would stand out she circled the part of the equation that was in error. At the bottom of the board in a clear space she rewrote the section of the equation to how it was supposed to be. Then she moved over to the second blank board and proceeded to solve the equation how it was supposed to be written. Showing her word and doing massive calculations in her head that other would require a calculator for she solved the equation in the same amount of time it took for Stern to write the first one.

"There you go," she said throwing the marker into the tray and turning and walking back to Anthony. Stern was rapidly going over her calculations and tapping away at his calculator trying to find a flaw in her work. Anthony leaned back relaxed in his seat knowing he would find no mistake. Eliza had made him an expert on this subject in a matter of second and he could see that her work was perfect. His face turning green he turned and faced Eliza.

"I am sorry for calling you a liar and for my rudeness," he said.

"You are forgiven," she replied.

He repeated this with Trisha and then moved to his desk and flipped open his grade book. Anthony gather his backpack and grabbed Eliza's hand and began pulling her toward the door.

"Do you want to see where I changed Ms. Markson's grade," Stern asked before they could make there exit.

"No I believe you'll keep your word," Anthony told him and hurried Eliza out of the room. Taking her hand and leading her to the Taco Bell across the street from the campus. He ordered and got their drinks after seating her at an empty table. Grabbing their order on the way back to the table they ate and just chatted about anything that came to mind. A shadow fell over the table and Anthony looked up and was surprised to see Trisha standing there fidgeting.

"What are you doing here aren't you supposed to be in class," Anthony asked her. Suddenly her arms shot out around his head pulling him into her chest. He had to give her one thing, she may be less then beautiful but her tits

were massive they had to be each one nearly the size of his head. Turning his head he could see Eliza grinning at him and his vision was begin to be edged in black from the lack of oxygen. The thought that being smothered to death by a massive set of t**s, might not be a bad way to go. He tapped Trisha on the hip to get her attention. When she looked down into his face her cheeks were blazing red.

"Need air," Anthony rasped out. Eliza laughed at that and Trisha's arms sprang away, releasing him.

"I am so sorry," she said wringing her hands together, "I just wanted to thank you for what you did. Mr. Stern let the whole class go so he could go to the office and pass you, he was grumbling it would probably take the whole period for him to do the paper work."

"You're welcome, and don't worry about nearly smothering me with your magnificent chest I can think of worse ways to go," he some grinning up at her. Her face so deep a red she looked like a tomato, she thanked him again and then fled. He looked after her for a second then turned back to Eliza. She was giving him this odd look that he didn't know how to interpret.

"Is there something on my face," he asked her trying to break the uncomfortable silence.

"That was a kind thing you did for her, is she a friend of yours?"

"No, just now was the first time we have ever spoken to one another," Anthony told her. She nodded as if that was the answer she had expected and smiled at him. He lost his breath when she smiled at him like that. Eliza and Sar-Rah both had that breath stealing smile that he loved to see.

"What shall we do next then," Eliza asked him.

"Let's go watch a movie? There is a theatre on the other side of campus."

"Alright that sounds like fun," she said knowing from her information overload what a movie was but never having been to one. They finished up their lunch and headed back on to the campus. Half way across the front lawn Eliza became aware of four big guys ahead of them being load and shoving each other around. She realized that Anthony was becoming tense beside her and figured these guys were trouble.

"Hey look it's that poor kid," one of the guys shouted out load to draw his friends' attention to Anthony. Anthony continued to walk by ignoring them. They began to move closer.

"Hey look at that poorboy's got himself a hot girlfriend," said one of the other. When one of them stepped in front of Anthony he stopped.

"Get out of the way Blake," Anthony said. Ignoring Anthony, Blake raked a lecherous gaze over Eliza and she shiver with disgust.

"Hey baby why don't you come with us? We'll show you how to really have fun," Blake said as he reached out and grabbed her arm. Anthony immediately began to step forward to confront him. Eliza sensing the three moving in to intercept him put a hand on Anthony's chest, he was still mostly human and they could hurt him badly.

"Don't, he isn't worth you getting hurt over. I will handle this," she said to reassure him.

"You here that guys she is going to "handle" me," he said to his friends who laughed at his crude joke.

"You're a football player," Eliza asked him her voice soft.

"Yeah baby I am the quarterback," he told and tried to drag her closer to him. She didn't budge an inch.

"So you need to be able to use your hands for that. I'll make you a deal you take your hand off me and leave now and I won't hurt you. If you don't you probably won't be able to ever play football again," she said her tone even voice still soft.

"Don't be like that baby I'll show you what a real man can do," he said rubbing his crotch with his free hand.

"No thanks. I doubt you could be a real man if your d**k was three feet long, now this is your last warning release my arm or I'll destroy yours."

"Now you look here you little b***h your coming with us whether you like it or not," Blake said. Then began to scream in agony Eliza gripping the wrist of the hand that was holding her and she didn't seem to be straining. Confused at what was going on, his friends hesitated. Eliza flexed her fist and Anthony paled, he could hear the bones of Blake's wrist crunching in her hand. His cronies finally rushed to try to get her hand off him. She released his wrist and he dropped to the ground curling into a ball around his hand. Eliza turned to face the men rushing her unhurriedly.