.. January?”“We can talk about it next week when you are at the school. I wanted to put the idea on the table so you can discuss it with your pod,... as I know it is an important decision for all of you. Now, I’m sure you have a party to attend tonight and would like to get out of your stage makeup. You did a fine job tonight and I know we will have a great time at the National School.”“Thank you, ma’am. I look forward to seeing you next week.” Parrish sidestepped around Henderson who was still. " OK, is something wrong?" I want to talk to you. You're a good worker, reliable. I think you could move into this seat if I get promoted. But you need to work out a few things."What?" Well this is going to be unprofessional, but I want to help you be more professional. You need to better control your eyes. Make eye contact. I can tell when they stray as you're talking to me." No really, I'm not..." Yes you are. You don't even realize. So now you sit there. I'll sit here. Look me in the eyes.. “I want to put it in you,” he said.“I know,” she moaned.“Can I do that?”Something her mother had said so many times in her youth that it had driven her almost crazy popped into her mind.“You know you can, but may you?” she blurted. Then she giggled.“May I do that?” he asked. There was no mirth on his face.“I’m scared,” she moaned. “I don’t want to be scared, but I am.”“Then you need to be on top,” he said.She imagined herself as he had described Sheryl, just sitting down on his spike. It had. Without warning, you climbed onto me, feeling the soft material of my night-gown and the outline of me firm bare breasts under it - the same breasts that drove you crazy all week only separated by a thin cloth from you now. I almost immediately jerk into consciousness but you have me securely pinned. I am still groggy from fatigue so I do not stand a chance and blindfold you. Your weight presses down onto my body, making it hard to move or struggle. I know you have me blindfolded and I am only.