She jumped out of her easy chair and raced to the window to peep through the blinds. There, peddling down the street toward the house directly across ...the street from her own, was Tommy Avera. Just barely fifteen years old, Tommy was returning from his paper route, a job he had just begun a few weeks earlier. In spite of his young age, he was physically well-developed. He was 5 feet, ten inches tall with sandy blond hair, and broad shoulders. Like many teenagers, Tommy was all arms and legs. But not having a choice any longer, giving up all control over what happens to her is starting to turn her on.I’m getting turned on, too. I’m getting turned on watching her with Daryl. I’m excited by the way he’s taking charge of her. It’s just the way Cory took charge of me. I found it especially exciting to watch her go from dominant to submissive. I’m very surprised that she’s surrendering so easily!But even with all of those little subplots aside, just the idea of being taken by a sexy. "A ship." he said, clearly irritated at having to repeat himself as he searched the trunk for anything they could use to signal it. "I saw a ship over by the cliffs down the road. Might be a cargo ship but a ship's a ship, right?" I guess," she said, pawing at her arms, still shaken up by her rude awakening, but then she actually thought about his words. "Wait… where did you see that ship?" Down the road toward the cliffs…" he said nonchalantly, pointing. "Maybe a mile, mile and a half that. "Yes, we do," she replied more insistently."Why?" I asked.I don't think Alex was ready for that and she just stood there thinking about it, as I walked away.Unfortunately, I was not nearly as smart as I thought. In my mind, I saw her just going with the flow and me not having to deal with her until class next week. We probably wouldn't have another group assignment for a while and if I continued to slip in late and disappear immediately after class and at break time, I could avoid her for the.