She knew that a shower didn’t hide her freshly-fucked look – especially how gingerly she was walking – and the cabbies all seemed to perve to on...e extent or another. Uber drivers were more discreet in her experience.“Yeah, a little awkward,” Brian said, “But worth it?”Carrie moaned and said, “So worth it.”“We’re going to be just down the road for another game in a couple of weeks,” he hinted, then held out a piece of paper with a phone number on it.She walked over and took the note. There was no. ‘Oh dear,’ he said. ‘I’m sorry. Just pull my ear when I act like this, won’t you? Of course you can, especially in summer. And you certainly should retain your independence, as much as possible. But I meant to say, why don’t you finish your studies?’ She was quiet for a moment. Then she said, ‘Yes, I’d love to, of course. I may have a more interesting job then. Oh, I must tell them I’m leaving, tomorrow.’ ‘Will it be a problem for you to stop at once?’ Dave asked. ‘I have only one more. She always thought that her features were odd but she had enough men tell her in the ensuing years that she had the exotic look of a goddess.A smile played at her full lips as she remembered one teacher in particular. Mr. McKinsey was young and tall and dark. All the girls in her fifth-grade class would fuss over him and try to cozy up to him every chance they got. He was good-natured about it and would make each girl feel special in a practical way except for her. Whenever his intense gaze. Her legs opening ever so slightly to let his fingers explore deeper, and his hand went further down the front of her panties, (I do not know what was keeping her back maybe she was trying hard to resist him for her own sake as much as mine, if she only knew) his fingers finding her opening, she moaned out loud and her body was moving with his fingers wanting them in her, and he started to slide his finger in one at first, then two ( I was looking no more than 4 feet from her fanny and could see.