I whisper in her ear, our faces lost in each other’s hair. “I want to thank you … I want to please you.” She shivers and moans, again. I pull ...y face back to look into her eyes and press my intention. Her eyes are searching mine, my face, my mouth. Her lips open. They move, forming a word, a word I can read, but no sound follows behind the movement. “Can I please you?” In a desperate response, her head begins nodding enthusiastically. I press her even more urgently into the door with another. Yes, Mr. Cunningham?" She chirped back in a tone that screamed 'innocent teenage girl'. Somehow that reaction cracked my facade a little. Maybe I was taken aback at just how nonchalant she could be after our encounter. She was more prepared than I was.Uh... After school, you and your friends need to meet me back here to... discuss an incident from yesterday." Which friends do you mean exactly?" She made no attempt to hide her sarcasm.My reply was to try and look at her more seriously.Oh! I see.. " It was pounding away at over ninety beats already. "Begin walking. Faster. Good. Watch the figure. See it rising? One hundred. One ten. One twenty. Good."She was showing signs of getting short of breath."Slow a little now. Keep under one thirty, but over one twenty, okay? Doing good there."The figure dipped below one twenty and he took a handful of her buttock. "Come on, Zero Seven, step out a bit." She'd speeded up when she felt his hand on her anyway and glanced round a puzzled expression. ... your computer, show me Iliana first, show me your pictures."I had the iPad next to my bed, opened up and went to my personal Iliana's page. She was checking the pics in surprised ."Nice boobs, C?" Depends, I love C, sometimes a go beyond C, D, or below to a B... like yours." Tell me how do you hide your manhood, which I know is a good size" she giggle and continued "I have seen bigger...hahahahahah" she burst into laughter , "I am teasing you, at least you have a good one."I giggle too..