Ginny smiled as she placed a finger on Harry’s lips to silence him. Harry placed his hands around Ginny’s pale tummy as she lifted her top from ov...er her head, so that her C sized breasts were exposed to Harry. Harry absolutely adored Ginny’s round tits, the way they hung there, as if defying gravity; her areolas, a beautiful pinky-red colour. Harry let his hands travel slowly up Ginny’s, long pale body till his hands came to rest on her breasts. Harry took them in the palm of his hand and. “Do I have your attention?”“Yes, Ms. D! You do! Ow! That hurts!”She grinned and pulled me over to her desk chair. She sat down and told me to lie across her lap.“Why? Are you going to do something perverted to me?!” I tried to pull away fro her, but she had a firm grip on my arm and kept me close. She was this thin lady, but she was strong!“Well, I’m going to make sure you pay attention in class, little girl.”“How?!” I practically squeaked out. I was scared, but I really wanted to find out what. The more I insisted, the more she refused. I grew frustrated. There were times when I decided to replace Alyssa with her understudy, a less powerful actress who didn’t capture the essence of Anna so well, and who therefore would allow me to mold her into Anna. I contemplated the compromise but I hate to compromise. Alyssa was my Anna and I would make her be so. In all acting, as it is in psychotherapy, there was a dynamic relationship between the characters on stage that was reflected in the. You must have had some effect on him Jo. Good, I’m pleased.’ ‘He said he’d never taken a ‘proper’ woman to dinner so I told him to phone you for some tips. Oh, and can we borrow the car?’ Jo said. ‘Sure,’ Mike replied, ‘Where’s he taking you?’ She laughed, ‘I don’t think he knows but I’m sure you can suggest somewhere to him.’ Mike laughed back, ‘Somewhere to talk?’ he asked. ‘Yes, somewhere to talk. Somewhere private.’ ‘I know just the place.’ ‘I’m getting in the back with you,’ I said to Jo. .