He just seemed to be having a staring match with my blood. We stood there for thirty seconds, a minute, hours! Time seemed not to have any importance....He took a deep breath, and raised my leg further, until his lips were almost touching my blood. I saw him lick his lips. He broke his gaze away, but still flicked his eyes back to my leg. Finally he looked me square in my eyes. Let me taste. Please? I didnt say yes, but I didnt show any form of rejection, so he dipped his head back down and. John's arm moved under the pillow and she felt thefolded clasp knife there and realized that she had forgotten why she putit there. It didn't seem important now so she pushed it over to thebedside table and fell into sleep.The sun washing over her eyes woke her sometime in mid morning. Shedidn't know how much sleep she had gotten but it didn't matter. It was aSaturday for one thing and for another she could still feel thelingering effects of last night's lovemaking filling her with the. That will give me an idea of where your weaknesses are and how we can overcome them for the semester."She pulled out her notebook and opened it over my desk leaning over to show me where she had done the work but hadn't done it well or quickly. At the same time, I could see down the vee in her tee shirt a lot of breast and a fair amount of bra. She noticed my eyes though I put forth considerable effort to keep my mind on track to help her with her studies. Finally, she said, "Maybe there is. I could be in the middle of climaxing and I would hear, "don't touch my hair!" Her perfection included a great deal of vanity.I waited a long time. I am not sure how long, maybe a few weeks, before I broached the subject. She at first tried to ignore the subject but finally decided to tell me what had happened. It all had happened in the period of time that she was refusing to see me. She had met a guy at a friend's birthday party who worked as a high voltage lineman. By her description He was.