"Dinner can wait. I've waited for this all my life. Dinner can wait a while longer." I leaned down and brushed my lips over hers in a whisper soft kis.... "Lily, you're a virgin, aren't you?" I asked as gently as I'd kissed her a moment before. She searched my face questioningly for a moment. Understanding flickered in her eyes.Her answer was barely audible. "Yes." She breathed.I cupped her face in my hands, and gently kissed her lips. She trembled as our lips touched, and our kiss became. His hand getting higher and higher up my thigh. Shorts like these give easy access. Very easy. The whole point of wearing them. I’m so close to jumping him. My thighs open slowly. Waiting. My right hand crosses the centre console, past the gear stick and hand break. Straight for his crotch. Jacob holds his breath, I’ve never been that daring before. I turn to face him. Get close. I nibble on his ear, sigh and mutter ‘Right here or in the back seat?’With a strangled groan, Jacob gets out of the. I didn’t want them to know I was only 15. I had only given them my name and would not tell them anything else. This seemed to piss them off. One of them said, “Damn, I am ready to go home and this fucking faggot is gonna keep me here late.” They pressed me more and more, but I would not say a word. After an hour of pressing and threatening the most intense cop said, “Fuck this. This bitch probably is hiding drugs. Let’s do a BCS.” They picked me up and took me into a little exam type room. They. No personal phone calls on the company dime. No personal mail. Period. He’d say it was a shame to have to let her go, and he’d shake her hand. She’d thank him for the opportunity and apologize for violating the rules. All simple and professional.But as the elevator doors closed in front of her, she imagined Alistair Kindling’s thin, serious lips forming the word pervert. That’s what she’d seem like to him. A pervert. He’d never understand someone being excited by being spanked. Why her heart.