She looked at me and I didn’t even try to keep the longing out of my eyes. She didn’t shy away but just smiled at me and mater of factly looked ba...k at me. That gaze said a lot of things, but it said that she wanted me too.We went to Victoria’s Secret . She said that she wanted me to pick out something for her. I said that, of course, I would help her pick out something that would match her matronly dour appearance. “Where are the Granny Panties?” She giggled and slugged my arm and a kissed me. “Very. I was on the edge of my seat reading about it.”“What are you doing your report on?”Sean leaned over and, in the conspiratorial tone of voice that one might use when passing along a hot stock tip, said, “Sea Cucumbers.”“You find sea cucumbers exciting?” Ms. Bird asked wondering what Sean considered boring.“Definitely,” Sean said.“They aren’t noted for doing much of anything,” Ms. Bird said trying to remember what she could of them. She remembered that they were of the starfish family, but. Let’s just get naked, Steve!” She mewled with frustrated need and want.His cock was out and pointed upward.He stepped out of the jeans and nodded at her.“Show me your tits, Gabby,” he said lewdly, driving her keyed up state ten degrees higher.Off came the sweater. Off came the bra. Gabby quickly wriggled out of her jeans then removed her thong.There stood her twin peaks, glorious in their splendor, quivering in their unspoken need to be bitten and sucked and squeezed. Steve didn’t touch them.. I know I need to try harder to find out and understand what it was that happened inside your head, what it was that could even make such a thing possible. To me, what you did wouldn't be possible for someone like me to ever do. I just don't think that way. I'll need to learn why it has been possible for you to do this sort of thing at least twice now." You heard about that other time, with Father Miguel?" I've heard a little bit. Enough to make me wonder if there isn't something bigger here.