I spent the weekend on tender-hooks half expecting my teacher to make contact but she didn’t. Monday I had English last period and, even though we w...ren’t expecting the papers to be marked until Friday, I was still expecting the axe to fall. My worst fears were realised when she looked up at the bell and said ‘Josh, would you please stay behind’. Even though I was half expecting it, I still sat stunned in my seat. The class filed out and disappeared down the hall and I was left waiting, my. I was impatient to spend time with Sia. The interesting aspect to my impatience was my desire to be with her. Just that. Have her near.I had questions, too. I wanted to know how Sia felt: Did she have regrets? Was she happy? Was it what she’d hoped for? Had her experience been as intense as mine? I had lots of questions.Sia greeted me when I arrived. She smiled gently and moved in for a hug. It was wonderful to hug her. She rose up on her toes and we kissed, that gentle pressing of lips that I. I gasped, I had been so eager I had forgotten the golden rule - I knew this faux-pas would not improve your mood. You pull on my bindings tutting under your breath and retying them far tighter than I had been able to. You know that I love this feeling, the power over me, the open, ready, waiting feeling and I let out a sigh. You reach round and pinch my nipple sharply, bringing me down to earth, hard and long you pinch both of them until I am whimpering, I feel how hard you are as you grind. “You’ve just eaten” I shouted.“That was just a starter” came the reply.We went and ate a huge breakfast as we hadn't eaten the night before so were starving, and went straight to the pool. Ali sorted out our beds and towels and chatted to us a bit, it was fairly quiet but we were earlier than usual. Sarah, decided she wanted a walk on the beach to collect shells, which she did every holiday, whilst it was quiet and I asked Ali for another coffee.He brought it back and I asked him to sit. We.