?Because I'm a cunt, sir.? In reward, he scraped his thumbnail down my slit. ?Indeed you are. I knewyou were, the moment I saw you.? Another scrape, s...lightly harder. ?I saw youat Victoria, waiting to board the coach. You were eating a chocolate bar. Nowonder you're such a meaty little cunt. Aren't you?? ?Yes, sir.? ?What are you?? How could I say it? Wasn't it humiliating enough that I was sitting here lettinghim feel me up and talk to me like this? How could he make me participate inmy own. Sexually Transmitted Disease; what used to be called Venereal Disease. In view of what happened to you, a general check-up might be a good idea as well."Despite what I'd said to him I was a little angry, but he was right and I knew it."Okay ... makes sense. Can you make an appointment for Friday? I won't be working." I'll try. Lexie ... do you think ... maybe ... you ought to contact your parents? I think they might be happy to know you're alright."That hit me in the gut. Mother? Father? Mummy?. It was exotic certainly but probably mostly harmless.For our tea I dressed in my best suit, an expensive one Allison had recently bought for me that I had to admit looked pretty sharp. The three girls after considerable debate decided to avoid any subtlety and go straight for the jugular and they wore their three Set dresses. I was just grateful they didn't pick the out LBD's, sans panties and spend the whole tea sitting spread-eagle!The address we were given was in a very exclusive. I’m sure he realized that I liked him.The final day of this topic, the instructor showed a video thatgraphically depicted childbirth. As we all sat rather amazed by thebrazen video, Mark whispered to me, “Now that is really incredible tosee.”I turned to him in surprise. “You’ve seen a delivery live?” (AdProvider = window.AdProvider || []).push({"serve": {}});“Actually, I’ve delivered a baby personally.”“What?!?”“Well,.