” She laughed a little and then said “They were in my pocket, and I was looking in my purse and on the car floor, everywhere. And they were in my ...oat pocket…do I feel silly!” Some of the words she were saying were so slurred, it took me a few seconds to understand what she was trying to say.“Well, I am glad you found them. You must have had a good time tonight.” I was speaking in my new found “Sandy voice”. I looked her over and I found her very sexy. Not a “10” by any means, she was about. I have always had a soft spot for Asian women, this one particularly caught my eye, she was petite and had shoulder-length hair. Beautiful brown eyes and a sweet smile. Her delicate beauty impressed me. Blue dress emphasized her slight build, certain girlishness. Well, it could only be my weakness, but the excitement I felt made me want to meet her again. In the school office, we learned that Ania is having classes with Mr. Lincolm, who has lived in Poland for many years, speaks Polish. I was. “No never!” she insisted but when I tucked my shaft back into my breeches and lofted her over my shoulder she made no protest. I carried her upstairs, and by a process of elimination delivered her to her bed room whereupon I laid her on the bed.“I own you are determined to ravish me to an early grave,” I suggested, “So tell me why?”“You ravished Mary and then you ravished Eliza,” she insisted.“So why does it fall to you to avenge them?” I demanded.“Someone has to stop you,” she snapped,. I watched his several nights and began thinking about it throughout the day.It was soon that his behavior changed...He started complementing me more telling me i was beautiful. It moved on to massages and gentle kisses on the cheek. I never resisted. The thoughts were there and more persistant. I starting wearing short shorts and tank tops. I ditched the brah and underwear. He noticed me on the coach and came over to kiss me one day from behind me. I know he looked down my shirt and saw my cute.