Later she found she was pretty accurate in her assessment. So now that Natasha understood the power attractiveness seemed to hold over men, she enjoye... trying to get the good looking older guys to look at her. She would smile and blink over her shoulder. Flip her hair, stretch to press her breasts against her top, and bending over counters and tables to stick out her butt. That seemed to get men’s attention more than any. While she was aware of what sex was, she was still unbreached and. You start as the crowd of bodies around you jostles against you as the light changes. I follow as you move uncertainly on shaky legs to cross the intersection. The movement of your clothes against your skin acts as fuel to the fire building within you. Your nipples are straining against your blouse and you know it has become obvious because of the looks you are now receiving from men and women as they pass you. You are sure that they will soon be able to see the wetness running down your thighs. I’m sorry, Maxine, you’ll have to go.”Maxine thought of a dozen clever things to say after she left his office in stunned silence but it was too late. All she could do, she thought, would be to find the real culprit and, since she was not so naive as to imagine that would get her job back, and get her revenge on Rodwell for his treatment of her.The answer to the first question, she was certain, had something to do with another incident, one at the college library.Nothing had been made public. Worst of all, it was Stacy Smith."Look where you're going..." she said, her eyes going down to where I was tumbled on the floor, my hood had fallen back and I had my hands splayed out to stop my fall, so they too were in plain view, "YOU!!!!" she screamed.I picked myself up and tried to get away, but she grabbed my arm. "Let go of me!" I said."What are you doing here, freak? They shouldn't let your kind in this place, especially one with a history of attacking people like you," she spat, hate.