All we had was the lawn in front of the house, the house itself, and a small patch of trees behind the house that a little stream would run through if...it rained hard. We were a little over a mile out of town, and could easily hop on our bicycles and ride along the gravel road and be there in a handful of minutes. We climbed out of the bus, and went inside, throwing our bags on the ground, and kicking off our shoes. "So what did you want to ask me?" Rachel looked nervous again, almost enough to. He had never pushed her limits, how far did he expect to go? How far was she willing to go? She suspected that she would be more willing when the question became immediate; she really liked Lee.“Look,” Lee said. “We have to talk.” She was willing to talk. She wasn’t willing to talk about doing it. “I love you, Eleanor.” This was standard, and so was the response.“I love you, Lee.” It was even true.“Look, this has been a hard time for me. I’ve missed you.” That wasn’t how he’d planned to start. It was difficult for me to believe that any of this was even happening--it was so surreal. I walked calmly towards her desk, trying to maintain whatever composure I had left. "Put your hands on top of the desk, spread your legs at shoulder width, and stick your ass up in the air nice and good for me." I did this, and as she stood behind me, watching me for a few moments, I could feel myself getting wet again. "Good girl." She went back to touching my ass rather softly, and then out of. Something didn't seem to fit and he couldn't figure out what it was. He didn't make a sound, just stood with his hand on the knob of the door to the hall."What! What did you say?" Diane half shouted.A light snapped on in the room, but left him in shadows where he stood. He heard a sudden thump, and heard Joe's voice. The thump must have been Joe jumping out of bed."He must be in the bathroom, Jenny." He almost snarled as he half ran back into his room."Oh sweet Jesus!" Don heard from his wife..