” You encourage her with your word.She turns to you and smiles softly, “So what will it take for you to sign the papers today? I will do everythin... in my power to make you feel that this place is the one you are meant to have.” Her eyes sparkle as she speaks; it seems that she is not telling you something.You look into her eyes and smile, “Well… I will make it easy on you, how about a date?”Her eyes pop open as you say the word date and she says, “Really… umm I mean… you want to? Umm… Oh… Umm…”. Braces, pony tail and unfashionable clothing. Daisy was worse than an ugly duckling. Smiling at kids that she knew, with a mouth full of metal, Daisy looked up to suddenly see him. Jake McKean was leaning against her locker! He had his back to her, but she would know that backside anywhere. That perfect, strong back and those powerful legs encased in form-fitting denim could only belong to Jake. He was waiting for her at her locker, she thought. But it wasn’t the same as for her. She was always. Almost as she thought it he withdrew and she felt his hand come down hard on her inner left thigh. Then her right. The sharp sting made her gasp being so unexpected.“Hold your legs,” he told her. She grabbed behind each knee and held them against her chest. “Wider,” he demanded, and his hand now went to pulling her pussy lips wide apart. The licking resumed with him taking time to suck her clit fully into his mouth as well. She moaned and felt the rising tide of an orgasm stopped by more. He wondered ruefully what bloody birds’ nest she had made in the household accounts. His eyes lingered on the bosom of her dress. The laced bodice and the cut in to the waist made the shape of her big breasts evident, ordinarily she avoided a close cut of the cloth, choosing dull garments which did not flatter her curving figure. Dimly he imagined what it would be like to give her a favour from behind, holding those big soft breasts,playing with them and squeezing them to add to his and her.