?I Must agree? I replied, ?What goes with it is always thebetter bit?There was a look of relief on her face, and she changedthe subject.We met out sid... the cinema and saw a new movie release,and then the surprise, ?Why don?t you come back to my place for a coffee and a snack?Her flat was in the old part of town, when they new how tobuild flats, under ground parking, a private lift, four large bed rooms, andcompletely modernized. It was expensive. She showed me in to the living area;at the back. She took a sip from a freshly-opened coconut, sighed happily and wriggled against the beach chair, all four foot, nine inches of her. Asians tend to be short, but she was short even for a Chinese girl.Despite her tiny stature, or perhaps because of it, she was quite the tomboy. The muscles in her arms and legs were lean and defined, the results of hours in the gym where she worked as a personal trainer. Her dark hair was trimmed to a pixie cut, highlighting her exotic almond shaped, brown eyes.. It went against the grain, watching a pretty girl drive off with his car while he remained behind, waving like an idiot. He followed the GPS tracking device in his car on his computer. She drove exactly four and a half miles to get home. He steamed over the distance as he got ready for bed. She had walked four and a half miles to get to his house, and had been planning to walk them again – in the dark, no less. No wonder she didn’t have ‘babysitting’ on her flyer. Her text came through a few. ..what?" I asked as her other hand slid behind my head and up through my hair."I get wet. How's that for something for your story? That I sit there in a puddle in class thinking about all those good looking young studs wanting to fuck me. Sometimes I even lock my door between classes and play with myself." I...wow." Was all I could say."But that is only half my secret; the other half is that I have been wanting to fuck a student for a long time. Wanted to seduce one, give him what they've been.