“I’m not supposed to tell anyone. I shouldn’t even be telling you. But...”“Go on,” she whispered. There was no force to her request for mo...e information, just open and loving trust.“I can’t tell you here,” I whispered. “It’s too dangerous.”There were a lot of people around, and even if none of them heard what I might say, I also knew I was likely to break down in telling, and that would get me a lot of very unwanted attention.The school was closing early that day, so I suggested we meet up. Not only had I been tongue tied by her complement, but now I had been caught blatantly staring at her thrusting breasts. Most men in such a situation would probably simply retreat quickly to cut their losses. But I had to work with Doreen as she was an important cog in the programme for Sunday Services..."I'm sorry, "I said looking directly into Doreen's eyes as I tried quickly to pull myself together."I'm usually not such a complete dolt. First, I should thank you for your very nice. “This time I’ll do it. The publicity won’t hurt. But don’t try this again. I can replace you if need be. So where is the birthday brat?” “Waiting down the hall. I’ll bring them in. The manager escaped out the door. He returned seconds later with a stooped graying man and a girl about ten years old. Allan made an effort to remember to smile as they shook hands and were introduced. Small talk passed back and forth for a few minutes and he could feel the smile slipping away. He didn’t really want. . and lifted. He came up from the ground, hands dropping to try and break my hold. But I had him aloft and was fighting to squeeze the life out of him. He twisted and almost broke free. But I hung on. He gasped. I have you now, I thought. Cunt.He squirmed against me, succeeded in wrapping his legs around my waist. I felt his erection pressing against my belly. Dropped my weight into horse stance and maneuvered the point of my own so it was directly below his body. Like a spear. I wanted to.