As Tracy watched Jasmine talk, she secretly hoped that she wasn't caught staring... She then blushed, as apparently Jas must've read her mind! She stripped in front of her and walked to the bathroom naked. With an audible gulp, Tracy's eyes followed her, looking her over "Umm... Doan... Don't take too long in there Miss Bod... Eee, Bond. I meant bod. Bond."<br/><br/>Blushing she went to the sink to rinse out the two cups, then wash them, deciding to hide her blush as well as embarrassment by finishing up the kitchen duties, and setting the stove up for the morning, and Jasmine's first breakfast lesson. After thinking about it, she had set out a soup pot and quick oats. Oatmeal would be easier to cook than eggs and ham, five minutes tops, they'll be pressed in the morning, even with getting up at six in the morning. Breakfast would have to be over, even the dorm president's, by seven with the plan Mr. Milbanks had set out for his daughter.<br/><br/>Tracy somehow managed to have all the dorm lights out except the hall, kitchen nightlight and a desk lamp near Jasmine Bond's bed. She stripped and slipped on her shorts and tank top bed clothes and climbed in bed, covered up and turned to face the wall. She'd pretend to be asleep just to avoid answering an embarrassing question regarding slipping up on Jasmine's last name. Twice!<br/>--------------------------------------<br/><br/>Six am came too early for Tracy the next morning, she was in the middle of a Bond type dream with her as a certain Bond's girl... Yeah, best let THAT fantasy stay in Dreamland, as she might be lesbian, but she didn't know Jasmine THAT well, and did not want to get involved in extracurricular spying activities. Besides, Jasmine was a Bond but didn't seem like the Bonds before her. Maybe because she was female and had some sense about her.<br/><br/>After showering and putting on a different set of pink blazer top and blue slacks, Tracy went to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator and pulled out the butter, strawberries, and milk. She went to a canister marked "SUGAR" and pulled it away from it's spot against the wall on the counter. She turned the water on and put her estimation of three cups of water in it, to boil, while setting the glass measuring cup on the counter. She set the pot on the stove, and started heating the water. "Change of plans, Jasmine. We need real quick this morning since I'm showing you around and Dad said we have to start at seven. I'm teaching oatmeal. Very simple to make." If Jasmine thought that would be easy enough and seen her mum make it, Tracy would let her attempt, but with pointers, since they DID need to eat it. If not, she'd give detailed directions while showing Jasmine.