" It would have only let her know that I was on to her. Since I didn't have proof yet, I saw no reason to stir up what might not have been a problem. ... was taking Hop Sing's lesson to heart." Oh, I wanted to remind you, I have..." she began."I know you have your PTA meeting tonight, Dana," I said coldly. "I'll talk to you later, I AM, at work." I hung up the phone. Fuck Hop Sing's lesson, I thought. There's no way I'll stand by and let this go on. As soon as I have proof, I want to be able to. " I already had an idea of that." Just so as you're not surprised."Sally turned on her heel and headed to the office, closing the door behind her. Dante sat at the edge of his armless, wooden chair. The canvas bag sat in his lap. Sally leaned up against the desk, looking down at him.Before she could say anything, he handed her the bag."What's this?" It's for you, Miss Sally."She opened the bag, looked inside, wrinkled her eyebrows, and looked back at him. He stared at his hands. She looked back. I grind my buttocks against you, clenching the cheeks and trying to capture your hardness, as you caress my nipples, rolling them between thumb and forefinger, making them even harder and more sensitive. They feel as if they are on fire, making me tremble beneath your touch, driving me to still higher levels of excitement.Your left hand eases down my stomach, barely grazing the skin en route to the tangle of sandy pubic hair guarding my most private spots. Your touch, light as it is, is. "Man!"Danny stuck his head out the window. "Hey, Amy!" he yelled. "Over here!" You know her?" Josh asked."Sure," Danny said. "That's Amy Ashtenfelter. Known her for years. They've got a cottage out by my folk's place." He didn't have time to explain before the vision of loveliness walked over to his side of the car. "How you doing, Danny?" she said, in a sweet voice that Josh though had to be the sexiest he'd heard, except maybe for Danny's sister, Jennifer."Pretty good," Danny replied. "This.