. unless you're going to tell me that you don't want to sleep with me tonight after all," I teased. She giggled, a hint of nervousness in her voice."N...ot likely! Well, I don't know if we'll actually sleep," she teased back. Then she was serious again. I thought I knew what was coming."Please, Katoro... I know you said it wasn't necessary, but I have to apologize. Please, forgive me. What I did was unconscionable. I once was one of those teenage girls... I know how much damage I could've done. But a good look, a real look at her body, now that had eluded him. At school he had had the usual birds and bees crap, as it happened by a rather nice mistress Miss Webb. She had not shown the least embarrassment, had shown the film and explained about masturbation (they all knew that bit) periods, (that was new) intercourse, (that was hopeful) pregnancy, birth, and infections (woops dodgy) in a bland sort of in X year the romans invaded and stayed to Y sort of way. It was perhaps academically. "You taste good Annabelle, but such a short squirt," as she swallowed myseed."I wish I could take you, here in my bed, but I know Rachel would beunpleasant. They monitor the sleeping room with cameras and sound. Shemay not know of my pleasuring you. Please keep this between us."She stood and moved to hug me again. "It's so good to hug you Annabelle.I wish you, "There was a noise from the hall and Sofia move back toward the bathe."Please go now, before they get here."Having the hunks complete an. Both Kara and Amy agreed that the winner of the art contest would do the photography, and the loser would be the model. The professor accepted the pairing and Amy had instructed Kara to be at her house at 11 P.M. Friday night, and to be prepared for a long night. For Amy it presented the golden opportunity. She could work on her photographic skills and also manipulate Kara. Under the guise of modeling she could dominate Kara through the lens of her camera and that is precisely what she intended.