"Because I got a good grade."I was amazed. I thought I had teachers as a species figured out. The man thought she cheated, and gave her an F, because ...he got too good a grade? Why the hell were we here? Why do they tell us to study?"Singara thinks you cheated because you got a good grade on a test?"Allie sniffled again and nodded.Now what?"Do me a favor." I'm still mad at you for missing practice and rehearsal. Why would I do you a favor?" Robbie asked."'Cause I'm cute." Huh!" 'Cause I'm. After the rose had been put in a lovely, glass vase, I went to Eric and wrapped my arms around his neck as we passionately kissed. He fashioned his arms below mine, wandering down my back, leading to my ass. My ass was my pride and joy, so to speak, and I wore the perfect pencil skirt that night to accent it. He massaged my ass, rubbing his fingers around my round cheeks, as we locked lips. Seconds later he lifted me up onto the kitchen counter, and I took his head with my hands, pushing it. I shut my eyes as Thomas began swirling his finger on my nipple. Suddenly he thrust the bulge in his pants into the crotch of my jeans. My pussy pulsed as I felt his hardness hit me. I wanted more. His dark eyes gazed into mine, “Let’s go to your bed.” I nodded robotically and led him up the stairs, topless. As I entered the bedroom in front of him, Thomas spun me around to face him. He leaned against the door frame, sizing me up again. “Take off your jeans.” I did as I was told and stood there. ...." and I trailed off before finishing."Southern belle same as all the rest," one of them said in an angry tone."I'm not a southern belle, I'm from New York." Why the attitude then?" What attitude? It's just that if my husband....." I get it hubby's a southern bred racist bastard." Man leave her alone and help her with the packages."Before I could say another word they grabbed up the packages and followed me to my car. I tried to give them some money for the help, "Thanks, but it was our.