"Struggling out of the seat, I hand her my new answers. Returning to my sit, I watch her expression as she reads my answers with heavily sexual overto...es. Her face seems to get darker as I am sure she is blushing. Finally she looks at me."Don, those are very moving interpretations of the passage. The beauty of Literature is every one seems to take something different out of a piece. Your answers would have gotten you a pass. I would like to see you again tomorrow same time." I will be here Miss. She must be off with family or at a friend's house as the room was empty with the exception of the two of us. This girl was at that transition age, going from daddy's little girl to a young teenager, caught in both worlds, struggling to grow up and not wanting to leave the children's world she so enjoyed."Face the dresser," I told her. "Lean forward onto your arms and spread your feet apart." I was preparing to take my pleasure first and feed last.She followed all my commands. They always did.. She parked at the high wire fence between two blocks of bleachers and sat calming herself and watching the play. It was stuffy in the van despite the air conditioning and anyway she knew she could not be seen through the tinted glass so she opened first the dress top then her windows. A bunch of lads sat at the bleachers to her right, they were absorbed in the game, though most glanced idly, at the intruder in the van checked it was a presentable white woman then had a second take. One of the. She knelt down on the bed and stroked from the back of her knee up to her ass, now exposing the whole thing as she lifted the skirt. Still kneeling on the bed, she turned back round to face the camera; she flicked the hair from her chest. Sarah began to stroke and massage her breasts some more. She took the strap of her right shoulder and gently pushed it down her arm, then the same with her left. She pulled the dress down slowly and carefully, her breasts would’ve been fully exposed if she.