Glass in hand, and with a smile on his face, he asked, "Are you waiting for someone?" No..." She said, returning his smile."I'm Edward Austin."Intentl..., she studied him. As Frank had predicted, he was wearing a four hundred dollar suit, a fifty-dollar tie, and a silk shirt. It was late, but he appeared to be freshly showered. She caught a faint whiff of his cologne. She knew at that instant that he would ask her to his room, that she would go, and he would have sex with her.Her wetness. He’d squeeze the head on every third or fourth stroke with his other hand. He thought of her wiggling beneath him when he tackled her to the ground. He felt his balls tighten up with the desire. He fantasised about what it would be like to be ramming his cock into her lovely body.He rubbed his cock harder and faster until he came into the hand that was squeezing the head, lost in the dream. The shock of what he had been doing registered when his balls contracted. He found himself looking at the. “Yes, Danny. Close the door please.” I did so. “Am I in trouble?” “No,” she said with a laugh. “I’ve been watching you these past few weeks.” “You have? Why?” She got up and came around the desk. She stood a few inches from me. “I like what I see.” “Excuse me?” She put her hand on the back of my neck and she brought her lips to mine and kissed me. My breathing grew heavy and I pulled away, surprised and frightened at the same time. “What are you…Miss Moran, you’re my teacher!” “Danny, I know,”. But the IMPORTANT thing going on in Rachels life just now was that shed finally left her Mother and moved in with longstanding boyfriend Byron. Byron had this damp wee flat in Wester Hailes that was a bit of a shit-hole to be honest. That didnt matter though really. All Rachel and Byron wanted was time alone together for smoking dope and making love. Thats what you do when youre 18. On this particular afternoon the Sun shone gloriously through the dusty windows making everything seem all hazy.