Maybe the Lord let us save your life so He can putyou on the track of something better.?She sniffed. ?I've always thought that my life was so rotten ...hat itcouldn't get any worse. But I was wrong. The little that's left of itnow is a hundred times worse.??At least you're back where I can look out for you.??I have to look out for myself; no one else will.?Irene was incredulous. ?That's not how things are.??Who says???The Good Book.??Humphh!?Mrs. Fanning sighed. ?I do care about you, Myra.. To ... uh ... do things?”She smiled. “We shall be able to enjoy making love until right before I lay my egg. Afterwards, I shall be-”“No, I mean, running, jumping, climbing. We are being chased by the bloody KKK,” I said, grinning shakily.Tjen nodded. “Yes.”“All I needed to know. Lets get dressed. We have a flying machine to catch,” I said, grinning at her – trying to seem jaunty and ready. Yanks seemed to act like they could take on the whole world, if they had the right motivation. I. “Do you need some kind of warm up? I have some movies that we could watch.”Maria gave Ronja a look and Ronja shrugged. She had to admit to herself that she was already partly excited from Maria wanting to do this for this for her. Problem was just that being close to the treacherous assistant teacher dulled the excitement more. Looking at some erotic video or not would not matter, she would have to act like she wanted this to escape the blackmailing trap. “I am not much into looking at porn,”. “No, I haven’t, Miss.”“No need to feel ashamed, baby doll.” She brings her left hand to the smooth curve of my neck. “I can certainly teach you. But I’m afraid to say that I’m selfish. I need to have a taste of you first.”I feel a primal shiver course through me. “You want to taste me?”Sophie chuckles in my ear. “Yes, I certainly do, my sweet. I bet you taste divine. I want you lying down on my desk, legs perched on my shoulders, my hands kneading your beautiful breasts as I tongue fuck you.