I caught a note of sadness in her voice. ‘More like, if he could keep his dick under control,’ Marissa’s words dripped with sarcasm. ‘Look. I ...ever intended for any of this to happen. Had Marissa not come back into town –’ ‘Wait a second. You aren’t going to put the blame on me.’ Marissa sauntered over to me, took the glass from my hand then drank. ‘Besides, I didn’t do anything you didn’t want me to do.’ I resented Marissa’s smile but was turned on, turned on by her gall, by her raw sexuality. ”“Why would we do that?” He asked raising one eyebrow at her.“Because I love you.” He raised an eyebrow again and laughed deep in his throat.“You think you do.” He chuckled. “What makes you think that I’m lovable? To your culture I’m a filthy Urb!”“You saved me, you’re different from them.”“You’ve dropped a cog somewhere princess, I just have different ways of doing things.” She stood up and silenced him with a timid kiss. He responded and held her, though he still had the knife in his hand,. She probably dreaded it more than the students. It meant either some additional workload, him asking her to cover down for some additional duty or to work a stupid football game. Something usually not good.Then Leah suddenly thought that it might be about something a lot more important than selling concessions at a sportsball game. It might be about her tenure. This was her tenure year at the quaint southern high school in which she taught. Most school systems only took three years, hers took. Tho kisiney phir se phone karnelaga tho gaand mein phone vibrate ho rahi thi aur lund bhi chusrahi thi…Wah..Wahh maza agaya mujhey tho.Ladkey ne mujhey utaya aur mujhey lund par bitake kiss karne laga. Mera chuchhi bhi dabaney laga.Mere gaand ko pakadkey woh shots dee raha tha. Beech mein professor aagye they aur get out boley tho usney mujhey aisey gaand pakad kar classroom se bahar akey college ground mein sabke samney chod raha tha.Subah se lekar shaam thak usney chodha mujhey. Jab chudayi.