"What the fuck!" He felt his teacher's hand grab at his crotch and begin to put pressure on his balls."I can't decide whether to crush your balls or j...ust clip them off with my nail scissors. Which do you prefer?" Please don't hurt me," the frightened student pleaded. "I... I won't touch you again." You'd better be telling the truth about that, mister. I'll do it anyway if I hear about any rumors concerning the two of us. Do you understand?" Yes ma'am." Alex sighed with relief as the pressure. How odd it was to hear such things about himself. Out of politeness more than anything, Luke also asked a few questions about Sarah’s past. He wondered about her own family, and she explained that her parents were still living, but she had been an only and unexpected child late in their years. ‘We were never really all that close — maybe too much of a generation gap. Even then, I don’t think they really wanted a child, and certainly not a girl,’ she said, sipping her coffee. ‘Now they live in. That first fuck had been much needed for her, I could see, as much as I had needed it. I pulled out to remove the condom then got up and dropped it in the trash. She was ready with another by the time I turned back to her.She pushed me onto my back and straddled me. Our eyes locked again, but this time the slow start never really quickened in pace, at least not to the frenzy of earlier. This time, our fucking was deliberate, calculated. We watched each other, learned the signs. This time. "This statement, uttered in bed, generally indicated some sort of feminine hygiene emergency, and the one who 'needs to go to the store' is generally me. It is a law of nature that the gender which does not use or need a product, or is most likely embarrassed by its purchase (I am long over that, at least), is the gender which must buy it."What do you need?" It wouldn't embarrass me. I'd get her to be specific; plugs or pads, regular or maxi, normal or super-absorbent, scented or unscented,.