I am on a Sprint Moped," I said."Oh it must be rough to be hated by everyone on the road," The female Toyota driver said. She was obviously the older ...an's wife. "Damn that didn't sound right. I meant the car driver hate us and we hear a lot of them cursing us. Bicycle riders think Moped riders are even farther down the hierarchy of road users." That didn't sound much better," I said laughing. "I'm a lawyer, so I'm used to everybody hating me, till they get to know me. When they do, they still. In wielding the cane on the less diligent Bennet bottom, the deputy head thought she was making an effort, albeit an unorthodox one, to impress upon Elizabeth the consequences of being bone idle. Tough love meets student counselling, perhaps.Which might have been fair enough, except Charlotte Lucas had overlooked the messy state in which the femme fatale of a head girl had left her quim. And, consequently, with the steam going out of her swinging right arm, disaster struck.Miss Elizabeth Bennet. Mary-Kate’s body was responding to me despite her protests. I suddenly withdrew my hand from her panties. Before she could stop it a moan of frustration escaped from her lips.“See Mary-Kate your body knows what it wants! You can deny it all you want but your body craves a good fuck!” I said sliding her panties down her legs.Mary-Kate bit her lip shaking her head but she didn’t resist the removal of her panties. Soon I had her panties off and her shaven pussy was exposed to the world.A sudden. ” I agreed to go to her place after work.So after work I head to her place. It’s a basement apartment. The door to apartment is in the back of the house and down some stairs. It’s a decent size studio with a bed, couch, tv, small kitchen and in corner a bathroom which was pretty big. We sat on the couch talking about our family and she remembered seeing me when I was a baby and family gatherings. Then we talked about relationships. She asked why I was single. I told I was just.