She realized there was a subtle danger in that – she didn't dare take anything for granted. It seemed likely that the teacher was going for somethin... in his own way, and she didn't want to miss that.She was just getting into reading about Rome when the phone rang. Her mother beat her to it out in the living room, but in a moment she heard the call, "Susan! It's for you."It proved to be Megan. "Hey," her friend said, "are you all right, or what? I haven't seen you in school at all!" I'm just. .. even as she had run over to me I had seen thirty sets of eyes follow her, drinking in her splendor, jealous of the attention I was receiving.She was about five foot seven but her upright posture, her pulled back shoulders, and her firm, proud breasts made her look taller, and as she moved, her long, dark blond hair bounced over her shoulders and back, the soft tendrils seeming to caress her with each step she made.My eyes involuntarily followed her soft curves, the long arch of her neck. They were having so much trouble because the man had only one arm. Beau's conscience would not let him ride by without an offer to help. His offer was immediately accepted, and the three of them had the new wheel in place in very short order.It turned out that the couple had a farm only three miles farther along up the road, and Beau was invited to join them for supper and to spend the night with them. The couple rode in the buckboard, and Beau rode his horse to the farm house. The supper was. ‘Now come on, be fair, you’ve had a good look at me, now it’s my turn.’ He was obviously shy, I liked that, it gave me a funny feeling, as though I was somehow ‘in charge’ – and suddenly I realised something I hadn’t before, I had felt that the previous evening too – and I liked it. His shoes socks and shirt came off quickly and, as I had expected, although his body wasn’t that of a young man, I still found the sight of it appealing. His chest and shoulders were broad and retained much of the.