There was another detail about herself that Burnside was able to confide with her professor, that she had to give the child up for adoption. It wasn't...her financial situation that forced Burnside to give up her baby; it was her violent temper. She knew from the beginning she did not have the personality to raise a child. She took the only logical step she could think of at the time, she made arrangements for the child to be adopted before she was born. Within three hours of giving birth the. Her breathing accelerated slightly as he led her to the bed. She wanted him. She needed himThe wetness she felt trail down her inner thigh was proof that she was ready for him to take whatever he wanted from her. She felt a slight adrenaline surge when she realized she was willing to give him more of herself than he would even ask. Once her head rested on the bed, he reached up and gently touched her eyelids. She obediently closed them as a new wave of bumps surfed across her skin.They had. They had some small talk after getting into the room. He stared at her body and said that she's so cute and pretty. They sit on the couch."I guess you can't drink at this young age. If you don't mind, I wanna have some wine myself." He grabbed a bottle of wine and pouring it into glasses."Actually I'm pretty good at drinking. And I always drink with my family and friends." She said, trying to prove that she's not a little girl anymore."Oh wow? really? That's impressive. So you want some?" He. ” The way she said it made it seriously hard to believe as far as I was concerned. I stood nearby, wondering what to say next as I looked down upon my towel covered sister whose shoulders were left open. Finally I said “You’re not telling me something are you?” She turned again and looked up into my eyes. “What do you mean? Everything is fine, Geoffrey. Everything” she went on to add. “Why do you keep on asking me that?” I stepped closer and out of nowhere noticed a fair amount of cleavage.