I stand, reach down to your hips and turn you over hard. You bounce on the bed with another gasp from the rough treatment but don't complain. I can se... your thighs tremble at the thought of what I am going to do to you. I free my cock from my jeans and thrust them down to my ankles. Grabbing you by the hips I raise your ass in the air and shove myself deep inside of your heat in one thrust. You are very wet, but still so tight since you haven't had time or an orgasm to work up to this and I can. “Well, the music you hear every night is making you desire to become a stripper. Have you always wanted to become a stripper, Jessica?”Well, of course! she thought to herself. She just nodded her head in response to Ms. Kent’s question. Her head felt like it was filling with helium and floating away.“Yes... You’ve always wanted to be a stripper... At least that’s what you think...” Ms. Kent grinned and picked up the remote back off the desk. She pointed it in the air and clicked a button. The. “I would have shown you the shield, but my room is kind of small,” he felt foolish for not taking her outside and showing her that instead. “You aren’t upset that I’m learning magic? I was worried you might not trust magic-users like most of the people in the village”.“No, not at all. Most of the townsfolk have heard stories about evil and power-hungry mages and have never seen it in real life, my experience with a mage was brief but positive.”“Can you tell me about it?”She reached up and put a. "Hi." "Do you need some help with your car?" I asked as I walked closer. "Oh, it's you! Yes, please. It's my dad's car, and he'll kill me if I've broken it." I put down my toolbox, and began to look at the car in the light of the street lamps. After a few minutes, I found out what was wrong. The battery had become dislodged and somehow punctured a hole in the tube between the engine and the radiator. I grabbed my toolbox and using the light from Samantha's phone, I began to make the repairs..