Does she?” asked Amanda of the class.“I think it’s metaphorical,” said one of the white students. “Each day she’s looking into the lake, a...nd over time she’s becoming an old woman. Claude’s reading it too literally.”“See, I think she’s about to drown herself,” said Claude, “but doesn’t have the nerve to. This woman has serious issues. She’s always crying over the lake. It’s sad to read. If I were her boyfriend, I’d lift her up and say look—’I’ll care for you. I’ll protect you. You don’t have to. Soon, she’s putting all her weight into it as she’s bouncing on me and as our bodies collide they begin to make a loud clapping noise. I reach up and with one hand grab her boobs and the other choke her a little. I pull her down to me and hold her close as i begin to fuck her back. “Yes fuck me fuck me fuck me oh my gods” she moans in my ear. I flip her back over and get behind her doggy again. I grab a hold of her hips and begin pounding away at there pussy. I start fucking her so hard she. I looked over and noticed that Bob’s hand had disappeared under the table. Sheri noticed too. Just before her story was over, Sheri blurted out, “Are you fingering her right now?!” Bob shook his head yes as Christina started to quiver in her chair. She was done and both Sheri and I were impressed that she could cum without making a sound. Unless you were watching her closely, you’d never know. At that point, Bob told me flat out that he was going to get drunk. The bar was serving some kind of. ‘Fran,’ Heidi said hopelessly, ‘What if he can’t forgive me? I-I think I’m falling in love with him.’ ‘Well, of course you are sweetheart,’ Fran said like Heidi’s revelation was of no surprise to her, ‘And I’m sure he will forgive you. Now get out of here.’ ‘Bye,’ Heidi walked out of the diner feeling a little dazed. Fran was right though, the longer she put off telling him, the worse it would be. She would tell him tonight. *** ‘Thanks so much again for watching him tonight, Ben,’ Heidi said,.