I told him it's time to go and I turned around and walked out the door to my car. When we got to my car he said can I just see your ass one time? I to...d him no, he said please just pull your skirt up and bend over. I argued back and forth telling him that I'm not showing him my ass but he kept begging and insisting. So I thought of something that he would surely not agree to. I told him that if I can have a pair of his girlfriend's used panties I'd let him see my ass and touch up one more time.. You can go to her office and take your backpack.”Denise looked at me. “Mrs Raymond—the counselor,” I whispered. She nodded.I assumed that Raymond just wanted to talk about my graduation credits, but just to be careful, I got out the voice recorder and slipped it in my tights unobtrusively.I found her office, wow, that first Monday seemed so long ago now. And that’s when I had first met Denise and really had a chance to talk with her. What a sweet kid she is. Again I thought about how lucky I. I assumed this sordid creature was going to burst fromhis booth, pounce upon the impious girl, and flagellate her. I was even getting ready to knock thedreadful phantom down and treat him to a few kicks; but nothing of the sort happened: the boothremained closed, Simone spoke on and on through the tiny grilled window, and that was all.I was exchanging sharply interrogative looks with Sir Edmund when things began to grow clear:Simone was slowly scratching her thigh, moving her legs apart;. The priestess understood our situation and said, “Do not feel shy. Mother Goddess has blessed you too both now. Feel free, feel the powers she has given you. Liberate yourself and accept this ancient form of living without clothes and other material things. Look around and see the traditional way of living”, saying this she raised her hand to the walls and the ceiling of the temple. The whole temple was carved with exotic and erotic sculptures far-far more explicit than those of the Khajuraho..