"His words stung; of course she knew that she had taken a short cut; She did not expect him to be so disappointed."This chord…wrong. The melody here...��wrong notes…the rhythmic notation..also wrong."Silence. She looked at her hands. "Did you think if you came dressed sexy that I would be easy on you? It makes me want to be harder on you. In fact, I think you need to learn that there are consequences for not doing your work. One option is that we stop these lessons now; I'll go tell the director. "Maria traveling with you on this trip?" With me? --No," Paul said. "I hardly even see her from one day to the next. She's traveling with the club, though. She's working with Pete Hampton, the traveling secretary."The traveling secretary is the person who takes care of logistics for a ball club on the road. This guy does it all -- plane charters, reservations, hotels, meal money, equipment, transportation to and from ball yards -- all of it. It's an exacting, detail-filled job."Maria works for. " No one, PLEASE?" I said."We're cool," Alexander assured me, clapping a large hand on my shoulder. His eyes dropped down my body. "Uh-uh! uh-uh!" he exclaimed. "You're one hot white boy." He peeked around my side. Who is your friend? Is that Jason's friend Tyler behind you? Let me see you, boy."Tyler hugged my belly more tightly."Oh, c'mon," Alexander encouraged. "Let me see whatcha got." Are you gay, Alexander?" I asked surprised."Bi, man. I'm bi. Lots of Jamaicans are bi."Tyler stepped out. He grabbed her and sat her on his dick, taking all nine inches at once. Olivia exclaimed in pleasure, but he didn’t stop. No way was he going to stop until she begged him to. He pumped into her at a vicious pace, not intending to let up any time soon. All she had to do was stay on top of him, and he took care of the rest. His strokes were powerful and to the hilt each time, and the more Olivia howled in ecstasy, the further inside of her he pushed. He flipped her over so that she laid flat in.