Carl was nearly a black belt. (I guess I was a transparent belt or something like that.) We practiced off and on for about a year. Carl’s parents mo...ved to the west coast and my karate lessons ended. I never got good at it, but I developed the ability to move gracefully and with assurance. Most of my contemporaries were at that clumsy, awkward teenage stage, but somehow, I breezed past it with only a few pimples.I’m smart. I zoomed through high school, graduating at the age of 14. The bullies. She could feel her pussy throb. He made love to her for hours,filling her tight hole again and again. She was so close she felt likecrying, and finally, did, as orgasm again eluded her. Another month passed. And another. She was getting used to thenear orgasms he gave her when he penetrated her ass. She was evenbeginning to crave it, despite being frustrated to tears at the end ofit. She felt completely owned and submissive, her tears flowing freelyonto his chest afterwards, his soothing words. Mrs Compton sat back, pondering these recent events. Complaining because she wasn’t accepted into a study group? That sounded weird. Why would a girl like Beth Templeton want into a study group, in the first place? She was not a high flier, and looked like a girl happy to get any kind of degree pass, preferably if she can get a man at the same time.And then there was Prudence Gower herself. Very tall, thin and not too good looking to boot, but with nice hair: what did she have going for her,. She was overcome by his generosity. Tears welled in her eyes and all her selfish greed vanished for a moment. She ran back downstairs and slid to a halt beside him."Thank you," she said. "Thank you so much."Without waiting for permission she bent down and kissed him warmly. He put his arms round her but did not pull her to him. He patted her bottom and pushed her away."I'm glad you like them but now I want to see you in some of them."She nodded excitedly and kissed him again then ran back.