.they're already staring at us," I mused to her and she glanced at me with a fearful look on her eyes for a moment, but I could see the lust inside of...her eyes. I winked at her and brought my hand down to give her a nice hard spank, the clap of the noise rebounding off of the faces of the buildings on either side of the street. She jumped and yelped slightly. "Just k**ding." We continued to walk down the street and I counted out three more before tugging her into the nearest place, which. How many of the girls at school know that we split up?”“There may be a few that don’t, but most of them.”“Yes, that’s about right,” I answered, “and of those, if they thought I was available how many of them would have a try for me?”“Just about everybody who didn’t have a steady boyfriend, and even a few of those that do.”“But I don’t want a ‘proper’ girlfriend right now, so Kathy keeps them at bay. But what about you? Are you getting hit on at school?”“No,” she said, “I think the boys at. He really felt that he couldn’t afford to fail this time. Roger wasn’t a geek or ugly. In fact he was quite handsome and had several friends. He was a little taller than average with light brown hair and deep blue eyes. He was kind and positive. People in general liked him and he had a reputation for being a nice guy. But he was quiet and shy. He also lacked confidence. Girls thought of him as the guy to have as a friend, not the guy to date. He had heard the line, “Let’s just be friends,” too. ’ the serving girl responded as she poured the wine. As she turned to walk away, Tariff glanced at the curve of her buttocks. He could not help but stare. ‘Wait,’ he called out to her. The serving girl turned back. ‘Hand that pitcher to one of the other servants and go to my bed chamber. I will have you tonight.’ ‘Yes m’lord.’ she said stoically without so much as a pause. She handed off the pitcher and left the great hall. ‘I suppose she is pretty enough,’ Patricia said quietly after.