We stood there for what seemed like hours while his eyes drank me in, memorizing every line and curve of my trembling form. Slowly he knelt at my feet... drawing a little gasp of surprise from my throat. With painful slowness he closed a hand around my right ankle, lifting gently, coaxing my foot off the floor. He slipped of my shoe, and eased my silk covered foot back to the lush carpet, then lifted my left foot and removed my other velvet shoe. He sat there on his heels for a moment, lifting. Friday nights were the football games that were played under the lights and I went religiously, telling myself it was a teachers duty to support the teams but subconsciously wanting watch Trevon play. His moves on the field were choreographed, smooth and swift. I was mesmerized. As I watched there were times I could swear he looked up and made eye contact with me, showing me his “you like what you see don’t you” grin. I found myself smiling back.Back in the class room the first month was coming. .Aur tumhre dost ki badi sister bhi…Tum aisa kaise bol skte ho…? Mai kuchh nahi bola…Ab to mai bas smjh gya tha k ye aise hi bolegi…Mai sidha point par aya aur bola k aap sham ko kya kar rhi thi….Wo sharma gyi aur ankhe niche kar le..Aur boli k plzz kisi se ye baat share mat karna…Maine kaha k thik hai…Par ek baat kahunga k aap ko sex ki jarurat hai n mai apse kar skta hu mujhe koi problem nahi…Usne gusse ho kar boli…Kya bol rhe ho tum…Sharm ani chahiye tumhe aisi baat karte huye…Ab mai smjh. The Kawasaki models we had were '3 passenger' Ultra SLX's. Their four stroke engines were a lot kinder on the ears than the two stroke single passenger models, but still too noisy for talking while riding.We road north and east, crossing the lake to the western shore which had a much more irregular coastline than the eastern shore. We played follow the leader for about twenty minutes before I pulled in to a little shallow deserted beach for a break."That was fun!" Kelli said as soon as we'd.