She had hoped that Percival had actually told the truth about something. She trudged back downstairs, tablet in hand. She glanced down into the hallwa...y. The urn was unharmed. The glass box solid. No mess Her stomach started to rumble. She realised she hadn’t eaten since the pizza. She swiftly ordered another pizza, caring not that it was only 10am. She tried the front door. It opened. Stepping outside, she looked at the tunnel. Picking up a rock, she launched it towards the opening. Her heart. Touch you.” I slowly moved my hand upwards. I wanted to make sure she felt it creeping up on her. But I didn’t want her to look down and back away. I stared deep into her eyes with the most lustful, sexy look I could master. “You want someone to rub that little soft pussy of yours.” My hand was now reaching the hem of her dress. “Don’t you want someone to take you in every way possible? Don’t you want to surrender yourself entirely? You’re straight up lying to me if you tell me that isn’t. She was on cloud nine all evening.Bret had a very nice time with Claudia that evening. Oh, the meal was good, but it was the company that made it a great evening. Bret had some problems looking into her eyes when he spoke as his eyes kept drifting lower to her nice décolleté. They had an after dinner drink after the meal and then he drove her back to her townhome.He walked her to her door and said, "I never thought I would say this to a high school principal, but may I kiss you?'She smiled at. He sat at her feet, watching her every move. She could feel it. Slowly, she spread her legs for him, letting him see all of her. There was a moment of silence, as he took in the sight of her body, tied and bruised, spread wide and vulnerable to him, and she watched his face contort with something like pleasure as he moved closer to her exposed flesh. She felt his hand on the folds of her pussy as he pulled her lips apart. ?Keep them open,? he growled, as his face moved toward her. Her first.