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Jesus. Even Isa hadn't been like this. If she were here, she'd still have that glare behind her eyes, the resentment -- that she hated the power I had over her, even if it turned her on like nothing else ever had. Tabitha? This was the same Tabitha I'd always known. Focused. Attentive. Determined to ace whatever I put in front of her.

A pleasure to have in class.

"All right, so we'll need to build me back up. I hadn't planned on... that, but I'm not out of it yet. Ready to try another blowjob?"

Tabitha nodded. "Yes, Mr. Canon."

"All right. First off, are you comfortable down there? The hardwood can't feel very good on your knees. I can get you a pillow or something."

She retrieved one herself, wasting no time getting back into position. "Ready."

I ran my fingers through her deep brown hair. It was like silk. She had to have brushed it in the car. No way it could be this soft without fresh effort. Tabitha permitted my caress, but she was plainly awaiting instruction.

"Now before