‘I’ve been at this for a very long time,’ Arlyne state, bringing her hand up as if to examine her nails. ‘And when you do change, do so in the...girl’s restroom. That way we can avoid those unwanted confrontations.’At school and for the first time, Trent is bombarded by Christy and her friends.“Trent!” Christy shouts the moment she sees him.Trent snaps his bike lock in place and then turns. He has a smile on his face when he sees her. “Hi Christy,” he says cheerily.“Where is Thane?” Christy. "Use the bags. I know you are still sparring when I'm not looking. Coach Mitchell would have my ears if I let you injure his new secret weapon before Regionals. And don't forget the ropes. You climb before you finish." He stalked out the door leaving Whitney and me staring at each other."Guess we're not as clever as I thought we were," Whitney sighed. "I haven't really bruised you lately, though, have I?" Nothing that lasts more than a day," I laughed. "And my ego. I really thought you might go. He slid a finger into me and started working my clit with his mouth, I let out a moan of pleasure, and he responded by licking harder and faster, I wrap my legs around him, my heels pressing into his spine as he brings me closer and closer to the edge, I start panting very heavily as I finally reach the edge and then with an explosion of pure bliss I tip over into a full orgasm. I lay panting on the floor as he emerges, grinning from between my legs I have wanted to do that for so long. Well. Sabrina was mesmerized by the sight until she remembered how she had ogled him earlier that morning. She had looked at him like a starving person at a banquet. That was before she found out who he was, but the memory served to remind her that it was not right for her to look at him in any way other than what he was, an art inspector that she hopefully would not see again after this morning. With that in mind, she offered again to call a maintenance person to help. With a small grunt, Cabrezi.