She was not sure...the pen stayed there longer..looking at the paper...looking at the headmaster...what option did she have...so she looked at the head master, while putting down the paper... -"If I do not sign this..and decide what is good for me..what happens sir?"<br/><br/>She...was nervous...she was cold...her nipples poked trough her flimsy white Cotton bra and could be seen trough her shirt she was wearing...she felt alone...and she...wanted to cry..she was in no position to negotiate...and in no position to refuse anything. She did not have enough money to take the bus home...she had barely enough money to pay for her room and food. She was hopping to find a job around campus. so a tough started to germ in her mind...waiting for the headmaster answer.