To compensate for bending the rules for such a persuasive young lady, Eaton agreed under several conditions. Ginger had to both submit to him in any w...y he saw fit and she also had to obey any order he gave her without question or he would go straight to the Headmaster. Needless to say, Eaton found it necessary that Ginger meet him every morning in his office before classes began. Everyone else just assumed she was meeting with him because he was the advisor for the student council. That. For a moment, Cordelia found herself bewitched with the wide-eyed stare of the fairy. Her iris and pupils melded together like the night sky, herself reflected in them as two twinkling stars. She could get lost in those glimmering voids. Such large, obedient eyes, she thought. Transfixed, Cordelia wanted to dive into them, to kiss the fairy gently, but she would not, could not be taken with the creature; for she knew looks were deceiving. The bratty bitch needed to learn not to fuck with a. She tugs gently at his hair and he deep kisses her – she would taste her own juices on his lips and in his mouth. He flips her over so she is on top of him she giggles and kisses him on the nose and she slowly slides her tongue down his bare chest … his jeans and unbuttons him , unzips him and slowly pulls his jeans down – his boxers look like some damn circus tent he has a hard-on to surpass any hard-on. He loves the way she giggles , when she is being nawty he closes his eyes as he feels. Her cheeks began to blush as she slid the dagger underneath the rag. Arthur moved closer with his hand reaching out to her hair. He began to stroke it gently, feeling the silkiness of it between his fingers. She looked up at him, before turning away. “What are you doing?” Arthur asked. “Looking for food,” Lindsay replied. “I have food,” Arthur said without hesitation, “Just up the hill.” With her hand on her hip, Lindsay looked at him in disbelief. Reluctantly, she started to walk towards the.