I was thinking to myself what could ever make him so different. Was he aPerson with a twisted attitude or was it just youthful carelessness.I was sitt...ng in the cafe which was divided between teachers & students only byA canvas with the school emblem on it. Rohit was there cracking his jokes &Having his fun as usual. His gang of friends were talking & there was a wordUttered that suddenly made me curious to follow their topic of discussion. ItWas me. He was describing my breasts to his friends. "WOW!" Peter said, "That was well worth the wait John"."It's not over just yet". I said.I took a step back from Peters face, and started to squat down over his hard cock. I gripped his shaft and held it upright, as I lowered my body until I could feel the head of his cock nudge my slippery hole."Do you want to fuck me Peter?" I asked."Very much John"."Do you want to cum in me Peter?" Mmmmmm, yes please"."Tell me Peter. What do you want?" I want to feel my cock inside you, fucking you until I. The subconscious divining her intention and reacting accordingly. Fear -along with levels of humiliation even he as a writer would be hard-pressed to describe– adding a perverse urgency to the throbbing at his groin. A reaction to his situation, and another source of shame, he found difficult to reconcile with the man he had once believed himself to be. Though not restrained in any way, movement was impossible -as was intelligible speech. All he could do was watch as she seated herself and. “You think I’m joking?” He teased. “We probably should get some sleep though. What time do you have to open?”“Ass crack of dawn. Also known as 6am. But I need to be down there by 5 to let everyone in. and to start the soups and gravy.”“You cook?”“Not really, but I know how to chop up vegetables, and follow Marie’s recipe, when Michael gets there at five thirty I leave it in his capable hands.”Shaking his head Theo kissed her forehead. “Get some sleep. Five am comes quickly.”“Don’t I know.