When we entered the school's office, Marie was immediately guided to the principals office. I did not take any chances, but entered with her, not givi...g anyone an opportunity to stop me. The principal did not even raise his eyes when the door closed behind us."Miss Moltalvo, I have heard some disturbing ... Mr. Weston, I do not think you should be involved in this discussion." Sir, I disagree. Anything that involves Miss Moltalvo ... I mean Marie, here ... will probably involve me, too."That. .. or, maybe, she was trapped deep inside it and had to fight her way out each time. Hmm, that made a bit more sense. Regardless, he was going to have to watch himself from now on. He couldn't risk looking at or talking to Ai while around people. That was going to be especially important now, as she was still naked. He had found the rough white tunic on his bedroom floor that morning, and had spent some time examining it. It was crudely sewed together, with large stitches done by hand. He could. And she spread herself. Instead I went up and as I bent down to kiss her; she pulled me and started kissing me with her paan filled mouth, sending her sweet scented saliva in. I sucked her tongue, which was a bit rough due to the paan, but I enjoyed it. And then she took over, thrusting her tongue deep into my mouth and sucking me wildly, that I went out of breath. We continued kissing and petting each other for some time. I then, planting a hundred kisses all over her face and neck went to. Michael said nothing and she was somewhat glad of it. She felt foolish, having him come to her rescue while some drunk pawed at her. Jumbled thoughts filled her mind, coming and going between worries and questions about Matt and what Michael was thinking, but she had come to no conclusions. Vaguely she realized they were on the way back to her place and glanced at Michael’s profile, so much like Matt’s and yet…not. His features were sharper, almost harder and unlike Matt’s open, devil may care.