Why? Why'd you bother?" Does it bother you?" No. Yes. Well, it's both disturbing, and maybe a little flattering."I wouldn't have thought so, but kayak...ing was good for conversation. I remember when I was a little girl, my grandfather smoked a pipe. When I'd ask him a question that he wanted to think about before giving me an answer, he had this ritual where he'd tamp the tobacco and puff on it a bit to keep it lit. It had the effect of making his comments seem deeper, more considered. Kayaking. She glanced across at Xui-Li. When they had first met, just a few months ago, life had been so much simpler. She could see now how she had been a naive and stupid little girl. She had been so caught up in some romantic notion of espionage gleaned from the pages of the penny dreadfuls, that she had failed to see that real people were involved and that those people, inevitably, got hurt. But that wasn’t the only romantic notion that had been crushed. There, standing next to her, was the hardest. I let you and them in, you tell me to kneel in the corner, I do so and watch as you and the couple get on the bed you are soon helping her suck his big hard cock and then just kissing her, soon you are down between her legs licking her pussy he moves around behind you and starts rubbing your pussy you tell me to get over here and lie underneath you with my mouth on your pussy, I am licking you as he slides his cock into you.She is coming on your mouth and he is fucking you deep and hard your. ..to fuck me once more?" she said, almost disappointedly."No, I don't." But Kevin..." You really should go, miss."Chloe pouted and turned over, going back to sleep. She'd catch him later. He was a horny teenager after all. Kevin's words were fuzzy as sleep encapsulated the tired schoolteacher. "Miss, you really should go...miss..."---The words came loudly: "What the hell is going on here?"Chloe awoke startled, confronted by Kevin's father, Frank Manning. Kevin looked up too. Immediately Chloe.