By the time I had pulled up along side the girl she had picked herself up and had already slung her hold-all over her shoulder. She watched as I let t...e passenger window drop. ‘Before you ask I ain’t going to fuck you for a ride either mister.’ She watched me smile for a moment before she lifted her guitar case across her chest. The recognition was instant, for some strange reason I simply chose to not let her know. The posters I had seen of her simply didn’t do what was in front of me justice.. I followed him with a combined sense offear and excitement I'd never experienced before. I was going upstairs witha guy with the intent to place him into a situation that would affect hisdivorce case in a way that he could never have considered. Put another way,I was about to seduce him. I was extremely scared, but I found that Ireally did want this. I thought of Regina Rae's description of Chad's cock.I was anxious to see it for myself.When we entered Regina Rae's room Chad wasted no time. He. He turned his back to her, too, and sidled through the small space between her and the table. Between her perfect butt and the table. Her buttocks pressed against his as he slid past. Firm, with just the slightest soft yield, their definition was deliciously and painfully obvious as he felt them dip briefly away from him and come to meet him again as he passed halfway. It took all of his willpower not to groan. But then he was past, and set up the ladders alongside the shelves. His back still. I saw dancing as a requirement to meeting Debra and I saw Alice's instruction as the bridge that would take me there. Along the way, I discovered that the bridge was where I really wanted to be. Crossing it didn't seem as important anymore. It hit me the Saturday before our game with Dearborn Military Academy when my goal to meet Debra Simmons was within reach.By then the lessons had become less instructional and more fun. After only four lessons I felt sure of myself, light on my feet. We had.