Although I had no intentions on using drugs that day his attitude pissed me off enough to make me retort, ‘Oh yeah. He’s just running late. Speaki...g of late, Morrison, who kept you out all night?’ If there was one thing he hated more than all else it was for me to ask about what he did when he wasn’t with me. I knew that. Just to be a bitch I pushed the two buttons that would anger him most. Just as I suspected I was rewarded with a blood chilling glare. Awww…how dangerous is the temper of a. Her hands cradled my rear as she looked into my eyes. “Don’t be silly, Jane.” “Oh Rachel, it’s not me who is dressed in loose shorts.” “What? Who told you they were even loose?” To this, Jane did not reply. I could feel her fingers come to the front of my shorts and do something but I could not see what she was doing properly. “Well then, I guess we have to do this the hard way.” She merely murmured before dragging me by the hand to the middle of the corridor. Suddenly, her hands dove to. This was a very dangerous game and could easily end up ruining both our lives if we didn’t maintain control. I wanted to play in the worst possible way. After all, it was just words. Her body language, her dreamy look telegraphed that I could just lean over, start kissing her and having my way with her, as I’d dreamed about many times before. Of course, thinking like that, even talking out loud this what-if was a slippery-slope that could easily land me in a place I didn’t want to be.“Trudy,” I. Anna snickered then bit my neck, bringing me back down to reality then slipped her hand between my thighs. The sudden shock forced a whimpering cry from my lips. "Should I stop?" I immediately shook my head in response to her question. "N-No!" I gripped her shoulders then buried my head against her chest as her hand slowly began to move in a soft circular motion. My hips jerked as an overwhelming warmth formed from where she touched me, slowly spreading through out my body. My heart pounded.