. "Thank you...I'd like to believe I look like my mother. She was...Very beautiful."He reached up and gently traced the lining of her jaw, his gloves ...felt smooth and cold on her face seeing on how they were leather."Your mother would be proud. And your father as well." He laughed and put his finger to his chin, "I guess if your father was here, he wouldn't approve of me holding you like this, no?" Rose gave him a small grin, somehow he was funny. Somehow up close he was a very handsome man, and. .uh, nothing Miss T.” It was finally Steve who pulled himself together enough to speak. Taking a large gulp from the can she was holding Miss Trottle subtly glanced at Steve’s trousers where she noticed a good amount of bulging which defiantly wasn’t there before. Smiling to herself, she sat on the edge of the teacher’s desk, crossing her legs and allowing her short skirt to ride even further up her thighs. Miss Trottle leant back on one arm while she used the other to continue to drink the. She stepped inside, looking around. "This is gonna be nice when you finish with it," she said."I AM finished with it," I quipped."Oh, no you haven't. Don't make me come in here and straighten this place out." What makes you think that I perceive that at as a threat?" Men get all nervous when women want to invade their caves. That's why men used to go out and capture women and bring them home for mates. Established the hierarchy right off the bat." She giggled again. "Bat! Hah! A pun! No! Wait!.