" I licked my lips for a moment and calmly made my way down to my knees. I positioned my hands onto the sides of her matching panties and slowly slid ...them down to her feet. She stepped out of them. "This is where you stand back up with me and bring me to your bed," she informed me, putting her hand out. I took it, stood back up and brought her to me. "On second thought, why don't you let me undress you?" she pondered, bringing her hands to my crotch. She undid my pants without breaking eye. " Trust me, Kennedy, bullies do it much better in high school. Those sorts of people have had years to learn how to game the system. You never did. If you tangle with them, you'll be the one in trouble."Kennedy grinned. "You forgot my native wit, my basic cleverness and above all, you've underestimated Mr. Glastonbury as a teacher."They joined the throngs marching inside. Kennedy waved goodbye to Harriet, then went and sat down in her first class, English Grammar and Composition. The teacher's. ." I stammered."What Steff?" he asked, taking his eye of the road for a sec to look at me, a big smile on his face."Well.... I sorta did something strange ... it was really a mistake at first, I mean I didn't plan it... it just happened when I booked, and then I..... well, I just kinda let it go, I... you might not, I don't know, like it or..." C'mon honey spit it out," he ordered as his hand left the steering wheel for a second and caressed my thigh."Well," I started again, my face now. I locked the front door, and turned the sign around to show Fermé. Silently I returned to the bar. Oblivious of me their dance continued. Those legs were gorgeous, and I realised she couldn’t be one of the working girls. With legs like that she was obviously a dancer. What was unfolding on the dance floor gave further testimony to this. Now they made an unexpected twist with a deep sway. I saw the back of the other’s dress was unzipped. Her bra strap had been unclasped. She was.