“Uh ... Yes, that’s true,” Will said, continuing to stare at the table. His brow furrowed after a moment as he realized what he’d just agreed ...o.This seating is the worst. I can’t even kick him without it being incredibly obvious.“Hm,” Bill White said. He adjusted his watch.“Good evening, my name is Bryan,” said a portly old man with a mustache as he pulled up to the table. “This is Martin, he’ll be your server,” he said, gesturing to a short, younger man wearing a stylish band around his. Chelsea found herself undeniably attracted to the Ms. Corliss. At first it was just butterflies, and that light-headedness that struck any time she even just anticipated visiting the teacher after class. But giving in just a little to butterflies quickly led to something more powerful, and more than a little intoxicating to a young girl who worked so hard at being worldly, but had little experience in love and lust. Hugs led to kissing, kissing to French kissing, French kissing to making out. .Keira was fast asleep, she had her head under the pillow but I could see her peachy ass sticking out of the covers. Pink, flowery panties? Hmm, probably giving in to some ‘little-girl’ fetish that Marcus had. Obviously then, it was Marcus in the bathroom. I went over to the door and listened-in, I could hear the shower going and the sound of splashing water. My stomach knotted slightly as I made the brave decision to go in..if the door was unlocked, that is. It was and I swiftly went in and. She handed me the comb from yesterday as I stepped aside to let her rinse herself.Once she had thoroughly rinsed off and then wet her hair, she asked me to comb it. I obediently stepped into the spray behind her, blocking it with my shoulders, and began to comb her wet hair.She leaned her head back and simply enjoyed the feeling for a few moments. Then she took a small step backward. I felt the heat of her body, and my penis started to rise. She arched her back a little and thrust her ass.