”“Let me think about it and we can talk more in a week or so.”“OK.”“I love you, Petrovich.”“I love you, too, Lissa.”“Back to the i...sue at hand - what’s your next step?”“Dinner at Elizaveta’s house. I’ll speak to her dad after we take the MCAT next Friday.”“As much as I teased you about the popcorn, this could turn out to be a difficult choice, couldn’t it?”“Very much so. Think they’ve had enough time?”“Yes.”We headed back to the house and found Jocelyn and Lara on the patio.“Did she tell you. What is freedom to die on the streets compared to the freedom of a life of love and service? Pain once scared me, but those bars are gone from my windows thanks to her and the lessons she has taught me. Now I know there is pleasure and there is ecstasy, and somewhere, far beyond where I once thought it dwelt, there is pain.As I return to pleasing her she gently punctures the skin on my back with her sharpened nails. I moan deep in my throat, and the twitching of my cock reveals my nearness to. “Kapeech.” She mumbled.“Good girl. You are beautiful, gorgeous, smart and sexy. What every guy wants and dreams.”She smiled and I found myself moving closer to her. We have kissed before but that’s it, never more, never less. My lips met hers and she kissed me back, opening her mouth to allow my tongue to massage hers. She put a hand over my head, pushing me deeper into her and lying back so that I'm on top of her. Pulling back I asked, “Are you sure about this?”“I want you to go all the way,”. This was a girl, I told myself. A pretty girl. But what could I do with her? Shit, she was only 11!"Get on the bed," I told her in that overdone, low voice, and Christa complied, laying on her stomach for me, the soft globes of her butt cheeks rising up to my gaze."Now Christa," I said, sounding like Smokey The Bear, "this is going to hurt me a lot more than it hurts you but you have to be punished!" Okay."I knelt down by the bed, looking at my tempting little target for a moment, and then I.