Travis guided Anya over to the bar and called for the bartender. When he sauntered over, Travis leaned in, "Is Misty here? Her sister wants to talk to...her."The bartender took his time, giving Anya a thorough examination with his eyes. Travis felt the thump-thump of the bass piercing his bones as the rock music blared through the speakers. The dancer onstage looked so bored on stage that even the bartender looked more animated."She danced a set about a half hour ago, but I haven't seen her since. She agreed and asked Robert to warm up his (saloppe) now . He got her to get on all four on the side of the bed and sat next to her , told her to spread more , passed a hand under her to grab and massage her cunt and proceded to give each of her ass sheeks five good slaps ,He said to Claude , (This is how she likes to be warmed up’) All this time she was yelling ( yes yes oui oui it is good . He told Glaude to give her five on each sheeks to while he squeeze the saloppe’s cunt a bit . She. . she swallows hard as the thought trails off with his words. "I'm sorry that I startled you, I just noticed that you stopped abruptly and seemed to be struggling. I wanted to make sure you didn't need any help." Jake finishes his sentence still slightly out of breath from her close proximity. Not looking at her eyes directly, he steadies himself and kicks the path at their feet. Then catches himself and stands up straight to appear to be the man he is. A smile creases his face where his lips. It all looked so normal and suburban and collegiate."Next class," I said, "Wear a skirt and no panties, understand? If you want to go further with this, if you want me to show you what I know, wear a skirt with no panties and sit where you've been sitting so I can see. That's how I'll know you've agreed. Can you do that?"She looked at me and I saw her nostrils flare slightly. "You're serious?" I'm very serious." But you don't know anything about me." I know enough. The rest I really don't care.