“Thanks,” Syd said as she set out two mugs from the overhead cabinet.“Syd, do you mind if I ask you a question?” Miranda asked as she helped b...y taking out a small container of milk from the refrigerator.“Sure, fire away,” Syd replied as she took out two small spoons from one of the drawers.“Why did you really go with me tonight?” Miranda asked. “If the situation had been reversed, I have to say that I’d have been insulted to say the least. Yet you went along with it without a problem.”“Like I. Such a gentle man for being so big and muscular. We did it over and over. Him pressing in until the pain came, easing back, waiting, me saying "OK" and him pressing again. Each time he went a little deeper before it hurt much. He was caressing my back and my ass, and in between tries he leaned onto me, kissed my neck and played with my nipples. Sexy. Finally he pressed in and my ass muscles were stretched enough to give way. In he slid, slow, gentle. I gasped, never so full. He slid deep,. It’s a waste of my time other than chilling with friends in the halls and at lunch. I don’t see the point in any of it, so why give it effort when a simple answer is available? Mr. Edwards stares at me for a moment, dead silent and reining in his temper. With a huff, he gives up and moves on to the next lesson and I freely drown him out again. The bell rings and I take my time to stand up and collect my things. A hand brushes up my thigh as someone sweeps past, but when I whirl around to snap. I couldn’t tell if she was angry or hurt, but she unadvisedly gulped her cognac and choked on it. ‘I’m sorry’ I said, now pulling back to give her an easier opening to explain. ‘So you’ve found somebody you’re really into, or you thought so.’ She picked up the rest of her cognac and swirled it as she stared into it, shaking her head in the affirmative and finally looking up at me dryly, blinking back a tear ‘yes, I guess I have.’ ‘And what attracted you to Mr. Cad?’ ‘Nothing’ she said, staring.