”“No wonder Bethany feels safe with you,” Doctor Mercer said. “Sorry, I shouldn’t have said that. But given that you came to see me together... it’s probably OK. I’ll tell her I said that. Sorry again.”“I already know that from when she asked me to hug her and hold her. She asked me if I could keep her safe.”“And you said?”“That I would do everything I could to keep her safe.”“Good answer, Steve. You have a new assignment for next time. Write out what kind of relationship you have with each of. Actually, you know what? How about you lay down? That way I can control how deep and far your dick goes into me. I would love that. I would actually prefer that. I didnt tell her I liked to be on bottom. I want you to be able to control it so I dont hurt you. I lay down on her towel as she stood up and straddled me. My cock standing erect, pointing up at her pussy, she squatted down, grabbed me and positioned herself over me. She pressed the head right at the entrance of her opening and began. What on earth are they up to? Sophie mused silently as she let her pink varnished finger nail absentmindedly chip at the bark of the old tree. By this time the three men had moved away from the red blanket and seemed to be talking jovially amongst themselves. There was some laughter before the shortest of the three men finally moved to a nearby tree stump. He sat down and began to inspect a camera he had been carrying about his neck, his expression suddenly serious and full of intent. Sophie’s. Claxton was six months pregnant and she had given birth prematurely. Well, it was the talk of the school – at least among the teachers. I personally didn’t give a rats behind. Mrs. Claxton was a mean old witch who smothered us with homework and beyond that, she was just rude. That’s when Mr. Haines came in. He was different than the other teachers. Most of the teachers in my school, whether female or male, young or old, all were like teenagers themselves. It seemed that they too cared whether.