She reached for my hand and pulled it up to her tit and purred as I started to rub it lightly. Her nipples were as sensitive as her neck. Before long ...he was moaning with every touch and every kiss I laid down.I pushed my hardening bulge into her ass, and she pushed back. My hand left her tit and wandered down the length of her leg, grabbing the gathered fabric I pulled it up. Her skin was soft, smooth and well kept. I ran my hand lightly over the exposed skin inching my way up towards her. 40. Make her wear a butt-plug under her clothes whenever she goes out alone.41. For transgressions: have her write Your name on the bottom of her foot and tell her to remember she is walking on You with each step. (This is harder to do that You might think....)42. Master the art of the meaningful piercing stare.....43. Give her reading assignments.44. Test her on the reading assignments, to make sure she learned the appropriate lessons from each.45. Instruct her to keep her toenails painted. I’m free to be as weird as I want!I head to the front of the class, humming to myself, searching around Mr. L’s desk. The crotchety old bastard sits smugly waiting as his students struggle with his test. I find what I’m looking for and return to the back of the class. As I go, I keep looking around the room with a whole new perspective. Jennifer, Maria, maybe even Simone. I can have all of them! Ok, breathe, one at a time.I return to Alyssa, heart beating out of my chest as I gaze down at the. She should just go, if he wanted her to. If this ended them. She sat there for a moment, then decided she cared enough to try. She had to try. She followed him, and found him in the bedroom, sitting on the bed. ‘I never promised you I wouldn’t sleep with anyone else,’ she said from the doorway. ‘I said that, right at the beginning.’ ‘At the beginning,’ he said. ‘Yeah.’ ‘I never took it back. I never said it had changed.’ ‘I know, Ash,’ he said. ‘This is all my fault. I just assumed it had.’.