Well ... I don't... I don't know ... Tell me." Dee was blushing and embarrassed. She felt a hot flush come over her. "You and that dress cause me to ...et hard." He was smiling. He took her hand and squeezed it. "That's what you wanted. Wasn't it?" he asked. Dee knew it was true. He had to know that when she pressed her cell number in his hand. ‘He knows what I really want,’ she thought. The drinks arrived. They continued to hold hands and sip their drinks. The conversation became more. .." he says as he presses up next to a door. You then do the same on the other side and nod at each other.He then grabs the handle of the door and pulls it open whilst you simultaneously enter the room."It's clear..." you say as you look around the room but you were wrong. In a matter of seconds, you feel something run against your body and take you to the ground.You dropped your weapon as you are falling and are now using both hands to keep the zombie's mouth from biting into you. You struggle. I looked up and smiled at Scott. The butterflies started to flap in my stomach once more. “My locker’s in the other direction…” I said. Scott stopped walking and turned to face me, a look of mischief on his face. “No time to waste Claire. Lesson 2 is about to begin.” It was like music to my ears. He carried on leading me outside, but this week we were on the opposite side of the school. Scott led me up past the main building and towards the science block. The butterflies started to flap harder. I must admit, it was like slipping into a comfortable pair of shoes. You just knew when the feelings were right! Don't get me wrong, there was no comparing this beautiful woman to a pair of shoes! I was totally overwhelmed by the torrent of perceptions crashing into my male brain. It was similar to being trapped in a crowd of people and hearing them all talk at the same time. Or, perhaps it was akin to listening to an orchestra selection and hearing only the loud cacophonous crescendo of.
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