‘Stupid human.’ she smiled, feeling an odd sense of flattery as she felt his eyes watch her with appreciation as she crossed the parking lot to op...n his jeep door. ‘What are you still doing here? Do you have a death wish?’ She asked as he turned tired eyes to her. ‘Not especially.’ he replied, studying her striking features in the moon light. He couldn’t help but notice how there was nothing supernatural or subhuman about her appearance. Her long dark copper curls framed her oval face. To her horror she realized that her assignment for Mr. Torres was still in her binder but her notes were missing. Heat rose on her cheeks as she became completely aware of the fact that all of her personal thoughts had ended up with her teacher. Glancing at the clock she hoped she could catch him in his office before he made the mistake of reading it. Walking down the hall to his office she noticed that all the office doors were locked up for the night except for Mr. Torres. Thank heavens that. So I strangely ended up sharing a bed with little-tits for the night. Nothing happened that night. But I was woken up at about 7am by her hand caressing my not-insubstantial morning wood. When she realised she'd woken me she just sort of lazily smiled and started moving her hand up and down my shaft. I was cross-eyed with pleasure. It's really the best way to be woken up. And then she surprised me by ducking under the covers to start sucking me off. I didn't think she even did blowjobs. Never. Well, hell, I guess that's what she wants for me, hurt." That's not true. She wants to talk to you and soften the stuff she laid on you. She really is sorry about how she went about things," said Marie. "I think at the time she just wanted to get it all out there so the two of you could deal with the situation like adults, and not get into a guzzillion meaningless word games," said Marie."And her lover?" I said. "I mean he is the fly in the ointment, know what I mean?" She's not giving him up..