You burn too hot, too fast. The only reason why you still want me is because except for these little trysts, I always say ‘no’. Plus, I would be a...fool to give my heart to you. You are ruthless. You step on broken hearts like it is the most natural thing in the world.”“You’re painting me in so bad colors,” Xavier complained.“They are your true colors,” the other stated.“At least, let me have you once,” the master’s voice grew hotter.His demand was received with a low chuckle. “Don’t even think. You also are somewhat known because of your FBI days with your brother. We will try to shield you as much as possible, but the press is very protective of their First Amendment rights and will insist on exposure to you. I'm sorry." The news executive really did look sorry as he talked to us. I really was being a jerk. I had a quick thought wondering how much of that sorrow was due to a loss of a valuable asset. I didn't voice that question, but nodded to him."I understand," I answered. "I had. Mr. Anson's history class was a little better, but I still had the feeling that we were going through the motions of rote learning. Here, for example, is where you needed to know that the Founding Fathers wanted a bicameral legislature. You just didn't need to understand what it was.Third period was when the day started to get interesting.I'd read "Bartleby" over the weekend, but Mrs. Palmer started class by asking those of us with front row seats to pass back a Xeroxed paper that she was. "And look at what's poking out." I nearly screamed as she pinched my big clit. "Oh baby, I think you hurt it," Lee said. "I'll just kiss it and make it better," Nora said as she leaned over. I sighed as I felt her lips around my swollen nub. "Yesyesyes," I murmured as she sucked gently on it. Then "OH MY GOD," as she sucked hard enough to hurt me again." "Definitely getting sensitive down there, isn't she?" Lee said. "Let me put some cream on that." He straddled my body and rubbed his dick-head.