"Eat my pussy Brandon...I got it all nice and pretty just for you." Brandon parted Maria's folds with his tongue, and slowly began running his tongue ...p and down the length of Maria's pussy as she moaned. "Oh yes Brandon.....suck my pussy....Ohhhh it feels so fucking good." Brandon was a little shocked he'd never heard Maria use that kind of language before. He took Maria's clit into his mouth while sliding two fingers deep into her pussy working them around as he licked and sucked her clit.. It was my safe dress that I picked after almost every failed inspection. Once again, it worked like a charm. I was allowed to go to school that day.Later on, I forced my anxiety down as I turned the knob to my English class. I had expected everyone to have already heard about my ridiculous incident, but the only eyes I could feel on me were Malcolm's gorgeous, emerald eyes."How're you doin', Eileen?" he asked as I slid into my desk, opposite from him."I'm fine," I stated, pretending to fidget. The ceiling lights are scattered around and the lampshades are little glass flowers, very bright too. There are two waiting areas, up against the huge windows, either side of the door which I just walked through. There are a selection of cream leather seats set out in an 'L' shape with a small glass coffee table in front of each of them with a selection of different magazines. The reception desk is right in front of me. The desk is pine, large and an oval shape, with a white marble top. I am. I was not too surprised to find him in the dining room when I arrived, and in fact I was hoping to see him as we had scarcely spoken two words to each other since my return to England. He invited me to join him at table, and we ate a fine meal of roast mutton. After the table had been cleared we sat and talked and drank. Krish had purchased a bottle of claret, although I would have preferred a flagon of strong ale. I asked him why he had decided to leave the Bureau and return full time to Saint.