She was silent for a moment, though.“Could you, uh, show me how to do it? I know I’m not supposed to ask you for sex, but this is like a teaching ...hing, you know, like being the lab assistant,” she said, turning bright red.I didn’t really see any harm in it, so long as she wasn’t going steady with Marty.“Are you and Marty going steady?”“No, we aren’t. He knows I was going to ask you about it. We both want to try it, but he had no clue who he could ask.”“Did you tell him you were going to ask. 'I owe you a good time.' Misty said leisurely reaching her tiny hand between his legs and gave a gentle squeeze.He just smiled and leaned to kiss the top of her head. 'It was all my pleasure, ' he replied enjoying the soft scent of her hair in his nose. 'By the way, try not to touch me or get to close until the other guards get to know you, ' he added with concern in his voice as he opened the large door.Misty heard laughing and so many curse words she couldn't count them all. 'Oh my God!' She. Her refusal to let herself be bested by the trial of sand. Much the same as my own. Refusing to quit, regardless of a broken hand. Forcing myself to learn to use my left, as well as my right, just to stay on par with the other novices. So much of the steel my mentors had seen in me, I saw in her. And the welling up of pride I experienced as I looked at her, pounding away at the sand, I finally understood, my mentors had most likely felt from me. To say that it was humbling would have been a. Always the loud & fun girl. She was in her late twenties now and to have it re-enforced as to how beautiful and desirable she still was a real fillip to her fragile ego. She expected it to be no different when she joined the firm but then she met Simran.Simran was a couple of years younger than Sofia and was also, without a shadow of a doubt, prettier. Which when you consider how good looking Sofia was tells you that Simran was something special indeed. A tall, leggy with a winsome smile and.