She was waiting in the alleyway when Dr. Joseph's car came and picked her up. Her heart was thumping as she slid in, and her skirt scooted up to reveal the golden tan of her tantalizing young thighs and the soft, almost imperceptible down above the knee. Though she had no pubic hairs, oddly enough, she had a fine lint on her upper thighs, too fine to be noticed unless a man had his face right against her flesh. Instead of yanking her skirt down, the lovely girl let it ride up another couple of inches as the teacher's hand fumbled with the ignition key. She saw him staring in hot-eyed desire at her legs and knew she had him. To herself, she thought, I may be uncertain about what to do, but this is one man who will teach me in a hurry.

"Where are you taking me?" she asked.

"I believe in absolute comfort when indulging in something like this," he told her. "A car is not the place to fool around, nor do I believe in motels where unwanted presences can suddenly make themselves known. Now, what about your parents?"

She explained to him about her mother's working late at the elementary school, and the fact that her father never came home until six. He looked at his watch and said, "It's two-thirty. We'll have an hour and a half, which should be more than enough time if you're to get home before your mother."

"Aren't you driving me home?" she asked.

"And have the neighbors see my car in front of your house? No, I'll make certain you get home safely, but I won't be the one taking you home. When indulging in something somewhat illegal, as this is, no matter how pleasurable, we must take steps to make certain we're never found out. This is why I had you take the bus to the alleyway," he said.