Restrict my...freedom?“Possible…She drank a little. To her surprise, he pulled a chair out and sat down. As if they were having an ordinary conver...ation. “Can you turn around for me, please..?She nodded and turned her back, Looked at him over her shoulder. “Are older men always this demanding?” she asked. Her cheeks had gained colour.“I am not being demanding….i merely asked to see you behind without risking imprisonment...But I can do demanding…Anja gasped once more. She was facing him against. I was right about the townsfolk's reaction. Aside from Lana, nobody in Smallville would give me the time of day at school Monday morning. When I sat down in the cafeteria, although the place was packed, everybody at the table I chose got up and moved. And my teachers would try to give me the toughest assignments possible, and make me answer every question. And detention! It seemed like any excuse, no matter how small or contrived, would keep me after school, to the point that Ma and Pa planned. ”Her rubbing my body had her hot again, but a few flicks over her large clit solved that quickly.I’m not going to confirm or deny any of what she said.After deciding she was going to do her best to blow me until I came in her mouth, she told me, “Look. Even if I have undeniable truth about you being anything more than a seventeen-year-old kid, living a middle-class home in suburbia, I have no reason, or responsibility, or need to act on that information. I’m sure I will become further indebted. “Then go tell Shorty dinner is ready,” Valerie said.Valerie had prepared pot roast, roasted red potatoes, and string beans, Sam’s favorite meal. Even though he had just eaten a good load of cum, Shorty was famished, as it had been three days since he had his last good meal at the Snack House. Dinner was a quiet affair, as Sam and Shorty were trying to digest more than dinner, i.e. what had happened in the bedroom earlier.The next day was Saturday and Valerie had a beauty parlor appointment to.