I walked up behind her. "Ah here you go. One big glass of cold milk!!" I said. She turned and grabbed the glass from my hand. Her painted finger nails... scrapped the the back of my right hand. I watched as she drank the glass. The cold milk went passed her red lips. She breathed in causing her shirt to almost pop from her massive cleavage. I smiled as the water on the outside had melted and dropped on her chest. She giggled and one big droplet of milk fell out the side of her mouth onto her. George then took over the conversation.“What that may do is prompt the UK authorities to start extradition proceedings for the pair of you. A process that could take a long time. In the meantime, Cal, we’re going to get a therapist to work with you and assess your current mental state. Then we’ll be able to refute anything coming from the other side. That way, we can probably get the whole thing quashed, I’ll be working closely with Andy Skillington back home to see to that.”“So what do you. Besides, it was just an attraction. Were not dating or engaged. What is your problem? Is it going to be this way anytime I have fun with a woman? Are you going to play 'mom'? Do you have to approve of the women I see?"She took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. "Joe. Why the hell aren't you with your..."Now I was pissed and she saw it.She held up her hand in a gesture not to interrupt her. "No, I'm sorry. Scratch that. Joe... I'm sorry. OK? I guess it was just too unreal seeing you with another. If he had only asked, she thought at the time, like everyone else, she would probably have said yes.“Oh my goodness. Did you fuck him?”“No I just wanked him off in the corridor”.The teacher was a little relieved on Molly’s behalf, but admired her brazenness. She could tell the girl had changed since the sex education assembly. She was now more confident, her blouse undone to expose her developing cleavage and her skirt folded at the waist to appear far shorter than its original cut.