"But that's not going to happen...unless you tell me what you want." He quirks an eyebrow at me. I feel so frustrated, why is it so hard for me to get...the words out that I want to say? I've never had a man encourage me to be sexually liberated and confident. None have even tried anything but ordinary sex, all of my past lovers have been quick and unsatisfying; it's always been about them. But here's a man who's trying to make it about me, and I can't enjoy it because of my past inadequate. ’ She sat up, pulled her teddy over her head, and dropped it on the floor next to the bed, then she gazed down at the naked young man lying next to her and smiled. ‘You know, Tim, you are a fabulous lover,’ she said. She took delight in the fact that Tim blushed in response to her compliment and was warmed by the adoring way he kept gaping at her naked body. Twice now, she’d violated a serious taboo for school employees by sleeping with students, she told herself. Nothing she did from now on. ”Her words melted him, but how had she watched him without him ever noticing? The invitation of the open dress was clear. As they renewed their kiss, his hand smoothed over the sensuous swell of her bare breast. It was exquisite to touch, and feel the nipples harden and swell, under his stroking, as he heard the little grunt from the back of her throat.After a few moments of this stimulation, Brad felt confident enough to break the kiss, and place his mouth on her breast. Somehow, the skin was. Miranda cleared her throat and cycled through the four clear boards mounted upon the front wall. They were a pain to set up, which is why they hadn’t bothered with it when she and Sam had visited Luke earlier, but for the daily curriculum, one required a great deal more working space. Miranda cleared her throat again and coughed once, absently rubbing at her chest as it began to ache suddenly. ‘So, according to Meitner, and when we are working with subatomic particles, it is understood that.