Even in the cold light of day I was still fairly certain it would be needless. Bolstered by Spook's assessment of probabilities, I remained pretty con...ident that I'd seen the last of Estrada and his minions. If Estrada had the Carstairs file he'd know that everything pointed against me being Jack Heyward, from fingerprints to photos to DNA to eyewitness IDs, right across the board. They'd been persuasive enough that the Feds hadn't even tried to take it into court, hadn't they?Still, I was. Her tits were huge! Bigger than I had ever seen before. She reached into my shorts as I stared down her shirt, and as if at an instance my attention quickly was taken from her tits and shifted to her hand which was firmly gripping my penis. I smiled at her and she smiled at me. The funny thing was, my aunt was peeking out of the house periodically to check up on us. The real funny part was it looked like we were just standing really close to each other, so not to make my aunt suspicious the. I took an early lunch break and rushed home. I pulled up and went inside. No sign of her anywhere. I knew where she was though. She was on our bed waiting for me. The same bed that she had just gotten fucked on by another man. I walked back there, my eyes lit up and fire in my veins. I was so excited. So horny. She saw me as I came in and gave me that sexy grin she does. Her eyes on fire with excitement. She had a little blanket covering her legs and as I approached the end of the bed she. I'm not. But I also know my limits. Especially with students," I responded.Meg just smiled."I'd never tell anyone what we talk about. Or do," she responded.I looked over her shoulder again. I felt my face turning red. Meg laughed."Oh come on Mr. D. I'm only giving you shit," she said.I looked at her. And I finally had the voice to speak."Oh really?" I said with a smirk.I was calling her out. I knew it was a risk. But at this point, I wanted to actually see where it would go. And I hoped there.