Her house was far from that park. I gained courage and talked to her. At that time she told her name. And we had some formal talk. Our college was a f...mous college. When she heard about my college she was glad. She told me she was searching for a teacher for her son. His son was at class 8 at that time. I told her if she didn’t mind I could teach her son. She was very happy and showed me her home and told me to come to evening time. I was very glad at that time. At the first day of tuition. The bathroom was in the bedroom. Jackson, towered over everything in the apartment, he towered over Jenna too."Come to me," he commanded. She smiled at him and walked over. He smiled down at her, not so much because of her beauty, but because of what he was about to do to her. He had thought out the scenario he wanted his next conquest to be like. Rough. Hard. Brutal. Jenna was lucky/unlucky enough to be his next conquest. "Undress bitch," Johnson growled.Jenna stood there in his shadow for a. And a third time.“I mean that, Michael. I’m not a tease.”I tasted a little of her lipstick, and I could smell her shampoo. I heard and felt her breath pick up a little when we broke apart. Mostly she was warm to my touch, warm and firm. I remembered her arms around me and her muscles. In a swimsuit her swimmer’s shoulders were rounded and her biceps feminine yet developed. Especially on her right side where she served her hundred-mile-an-hour serves. The ones she commonly cleared the court. He finally pulled his finger out of my mouth and started lightly moving it around my face again. It moved down my chin and then traveled gently down my neck and traced a path between my breasts.I shuddered again and brought my hands up to stop him. He snapped, "Put your arms down, Alice."I don't know why. For the life of me I can't explain it. But I obeyed! I let my hands fall to my sides and I groaned in fear as his finger moved around one of my breasts and then up over the nipple, teasing me.