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A render for 's School's Out - Part 1“--a compressed cartridge containing a chemical compound sedative. This blend is called KZ-90, and is capable of–” “Booooring.” Rosie blew a large bubble from the gum she was loudly chewing, then let it pop. “Like, is any of this going to actually be on the test?”Jason stopped writing on the white board in front of him and turned to face the class behind him..There were five pretty young women in attendance, all in their early twenties. They were slouched in various positions in their chairs, obviously not paying any attention to Jason or his lecture. Jason cleared his throat and took a step forward. “Whether it will be on the test or not is irrelevant, Rosie. Non-lethal methods of incapacitation are important to understand. You will not only find yourself facing them, but you might also utilize them when facing adversaries in the field.”“Not us.” Another of the girls, Grace, was on her phone, swiping screen after screen without even looking up at Jason. “We’re assassins, Professor. We kill people, we don’t knock them out. And there ain’t no way anyone’s going to use some lame-ass sleep spray on any of us.”“I might remind you,” Jason said coolly, “that none of you young women are assassins or anything else yet. You want contracts? You have to pass basic field certification first, and that means passing my class.”“Yeah, but this class is lame.” Skye had her legs up on another chair, and Jason tried not to stare at her long, shapely gams. “Non-lethal options? How is that supposed to help us, anyway?”The girls laughed, and Jason sighed.He was used to being dismissed, and he was used to dealing with aspiring young students who had no interest in what he had to teach. But these women were proving particularly difficult. It didn’t help that even though they were all in their early twenties, they were wearing sexy school girl outfits with short red plaid skirts that, considering they were all insanely gorgeous, was distracting to say the least. Jason had heard Skye mention that it was their group uniform, the one they had decided to wear when executing contracts.Jason didn’t know if those targets were to be pitied or envied.On the left was Rosie. She was borderline crazy, and kept fingering a baseball bat that she continually took to class with her. She was a tall brunette and had her long messy brown hair pulled up into high pigtails. She had large hoop earrings, a stud nose ring and had a circular dragon tattoo on her bared abdomen. Her white short-sleeved shirt was tied around her waist and completely opened in the front to reveal a lacy red bra beneath and a pair of huge breasts that jiggled and bounced with each little move she made. A completely undone black tie hung around her neck and draped down each side to her waist.Next to her was Amber, the erstwhile leader of this motley group of miscreants. She was the most serious, but like the others she had completely checked out of the class material. She was a tall and leggy blonde, and wore a white shirt that was open around the collar and had sleeves rolled up to the elbows. Her blonde hair was long and wavy, falling down below her shoulders. She had a red plaid tie that hung loosely around her neck. High-heeled brown shoes and white ankle socks completed her sexy outfit.Beside her was Grace, the closest thing the group had to actual brains. She was a gorgeous redhead with thick black glasses, emerald green eyes and a smattering of freckles on her face. Her long red hair was done up in long pigtails with two red bows, and she had a buttoned-up white short-sleeved shirt with a tightly done black tie. White socks came up to her knees and she wore black-heeled shoes.While all the girls were beautiful, Skye was practically in supermodel territory, and the fact that she was stretching her legs out for the world to see demonstrated that she knew it. She had long straight auburn hair, brown eyes, full red lips and a voluptuous figure. Her white short-sleeved shirt left her toned midriff exposed, and her red plaid tie hung loosely around her neck. Valerie, on the other hand, was pretty but as far as Jason could tell, essentially empty-headed. She was doing her nails at the moment, and Jason doubted she had heard anything he had said for the past hour. She was a cutie with curly brown hair. She wore a white tank top that almost looked like an exercise bra, and had dark stockings that came up above her knees with black high-heels to match. Not too smart, certainly, but Jason happened to know that Valerie was a beast in hand-to-hand combat.Jason sighed and looked down at the table where he had lined up the objects for the lecture. There was a thick white cloth and a bottle of chloroform, a sturdy blackjack, a tranquilizer dart gun, a stun gun, and finally the canister of sleep spray he had just been teaching about.“So…are you done teaching?” Rosie sat up, her full breasts bouncing. “Can we go?”Jason shook his head, the frustration bubbling up inside him. He had had enough of these girls, the way they disrespected him and his lesson plans, the way they ignored him and laughed at him behind his back, and especially the way they teased him with their jiggling bosoms and long, luscious legs.Enough was enough.“You know,” Jason said quietly, “the really sad thing is that you will all probably make top-notch assassins for ARTEMIS or SCORPION, or even as freelance operatives. You all have talent, and you all have…” He glanced at Skye’s long legs again and quickly looked away. “...other assets. But you’re still not as smart as you think you are, and that’s your biggest weakness.”“Look Teach,” Amber said as she crossed her slender arms underneath her jutting breasts, “all of that,” she gestured to the table of non-lethal weapons, “doesn’t really matter to us. Poisons, marksmanship, infiltration, combat tactics…all of that stuff is actually useful.”The other girls nodded their heads in agreement. Valerie giggled and dabbed at her nails. Rosie rolled her eyes.Jason took a breath. “Alright. Care to make it interesting?”The girls all looked at him, even Grace, who glanced up from her phone.“Interesting?” Skye raised an eyebrow. “How exactly?”“A little wager.” Jason crossed his arms. “I bet that I can take you all out using nothing but these items here,” he waved his hand over the five weapons on the table, “before you can take me out using your lethal combat techniques.”“You’re joking, right?” Amber tilted her head. “All of us, against you? We’d murder you, Teach.”“Would you now?” Jason gave a slow nod of his head. “Alright, here’s the deal. If you take me out, then you pass the class instantly. No more lectures or tests or anything at all. But if I take you out…” He paused. “You show me and my teaching some actual respect.”“Wait…” Rosie popped her bubble again, her large breasts heaving. “So you want us to shoot you? Like for real? But if we cap you, how are you supposed to graduate us?”Jason sighed. “I was thinking you all could use standard training weapons, Rosie. Rubber rounds.”Rosie frowned and looked away. “That’s no fun,” she muttered.Jason spread his hands. “What’s it going to be? You girls in or out?”The beautiful young ladies all looked at each for a moment, and shared knowing smiles.“We’re in,” Amber said with a smirk. “Where and when, Teach?”Jason started collecting the weapons on the table. “No time like the present. Meet me in Training Course B-7 in half an hour. I’ll be waiting for you.”“So wait,” Grace said, her phone momentarily forgotten. “All we gotta do is peg you with a dummy round? Even a glancing hit and we all graduate?”“Trust me,” Jason said with a smile, “you won’t even get that. And maybe, just maybe, you’ll gain some appreciation for what I’m trying to teach you.”“You’re on,” Skye said as she slipped her legs down off the chair. “But we’re not gonna go easy on you, Teach.”“I wouldn’t expect you to,” Jason said as he walked towards the classroom door.***“Of course.” Amber smirked and crossed her slender arms under her large breasts. “Looks like the Professor has a real sense of humor.”All five girls had arrived at Training Course B-7. It was in a larger training area, a vast open space with a variety of obstacles and buildings for practicing urban infiltration, and a couple of smaller areas for specialized training.Training Course B-7 was a two-story dilapidated school building. Valerie tilted her head. “Sense of humor? I don’t get it.”Grace sighed as she checked her silenced pistol. “It’s a school, Val.”Valerie stared at Grace in confusion.“Nevermind, Val,” Skye said smoothly. She pulled out her own silenced pistol and checked the magazine. “Does he really think he can beat us? I know he used to be a field agent for SCORPION or something, but there’s five of us and only one of him.”“Yeah,” Grace said as she pushed her thick black glasses up on her nose. “And we’re all young and in great shape. The odds are definitely on our side.”“Which is exactly why we’re not going to get stupid now,” Amber said sharply. She turned back to the girls. “He’ll want to separate us, so we need to work in teams. Grace, you and Rosie clear the top floor. Skye and Valerie, you’re with me. We’ll clear the bottom and then meet up. Standard sweep of the building. If you see the dear professor, don’t hesitate. Just shoot.” The sexy blonde grinned. “This will be the easiest “A” we’ve ever earned. Any questions?”“Yeah,” Skye said as she glanced at an old school bus parked next to the school’s entrance, most of the windows of the vehicle cracked and broken and the yellow paint peeling off the sides. “Shouldn’t we clear that bus first? You know, just to make sure that Teach doesn’t get behind–?”Brrrrrraaaaapppp.The girls all jumped as Rosie opened up with her suppressed machine pistol, firing off the entire magazine into the side of the vehicle. Holes were punched along the length of the bus and what windows remained exploded into showers of glass. Rosie ejected the spent magazine and slammed another one into her smoking weapon. She blew another pink bubble and popped it. “Cleared.”“Maybe a little warning next time, Rosie?” Grace glared at the pigtailed brunette. “You scared me half to death” Amber glanced at the automatic weapon that Rosie carried. "Is that thing loaded with rubber rounds, Rose?"Rosie shrugged. "Maybe? I don't remember." She held up the baseball bat in her other hand. "It won't matter once I crack Teach on the head with this."Amber sighed. “Whatever. Just remember, you kill him and none of us will pass this course.”“Oh come on, Amber,” Valerie said with a laugh. “We’ve all got actual guns and he’s got, what? A stun gun? This is the easiest test I’ve ever taken.” “Yeah, as long as we play it smart,” Amber said curtly. “Now stay together. Comm check.”All the girls tapped their ears and they all sounded off.“All right,” Amber said with a determined nod. “Everyone stay in touch. Let’s go get him.”***Rosie whirled around the corner of the stair landing, her machine pistol in her hand. She moved quickly but cautiously up the stairs, stepping around a twisted garbage can and an empty box.Behind her Grace moved more slowly. She had a phone in one hand and her pistol in her other. She tapped the phone screen, her eyes darting back and forth between the screen and the stairs. Rosie glanced back at her redheaded partner. “Are you seriously texting right now?”Grace gave Rosie a death glare. “I’ve got a special app downloaded on my phone, Rosie. It scans for electronics. You know, like motion sensors or hidden cameras. Teach probably wants to ambush us, so we need to be ready for anything. You do your job, and I’ll do mine, okay? We clear this floor and meet the others and then we get the hell out of here and never have to see the Professor again, okay?""Okay, okay, sheesh." Rosie stepped up onto the main corridor of the second floor, sweeping both directions with her machine pistol at the ready. "Hall clear. We'll take the rooms one at a time." She nodded to the first door on her left. "I'll take that side. You take the other."Grace nodded. She was still tapping away on her phone. She didn't even look up. "Right. Got it."Rosie raised her weapon and kicked the door in. It was a classroom, with the desks arranged in a neat circle around the chalkboard. She moved swiftly inside, her bat swinging in a slow circle.Grace moved swiftly to the other door, her large breasts bouncing gently under her tight white shirt. She tried the handle and it opened. She moved inside, swinging her pistol around as she cleared the room. As soon as she was sure it was empty she glanced at her phone again, squinting as she tapped the screen. Grace was so absorbed with the screen that she didn't notice the dark, masked figure that appeared through the doorway behind her. She was just starting to turn when a stun gun was jammed hard against her neck. There was a sharp crackle and Grace's entire body shook and her muscles seized. Her phone fell and clattered on the ground."Good girl, Grace," Jason whispered in the redhead's ear. "Let’s turn that brain of yours off now."Jason wrapped his arm around Grace's slender body, holding her tightly in place. She jerked and her limbs trembled, her eyes rolled up in her head and she finally went limp. Jason dragged her off to one side and out of view of the door. Grace seemed like she was completely out, her mouth agape and her face slack, but Jason pulled the trigger of the stun gun a few more times, zapping the girl a few more times just to be sure. Her shapely young body shuddered and shook with each zap, her long red pigtails flapping and her gorgeous young body convulsing in his arms.Jason couldn't help but smile. The sexy, smartass redhead was completely helpless now, her body heavy and warm against him. His hands were free, so he reached around and grabbed her firm, round breasts and gave them a good squeeze. They were full and warm and felt incredible in his palms."Not bad," Jason muttered to himself. He tilted Grace's face up towards his own, his other hand sliding down her stomach and over her shapely thighs, slipping up under her skirt. Grace's mouth was slightly open, her glasses askew on her face. He lifted his mask and kissed her, pressing his lips hard against hers. He felt her body twitch and a soft groan escaped her throat.Jason pulled his hand back, leaving Grace's breasts and breaking the kiss. He took a moment to straighten her skirt and shirt, and then he laid her down on the floor. She didn't move, but just lay there, completely limp."Thanks, Grace," Jason whispered. "You have no idea how long I've wanted to both shut you up and feel you up." He grinned and patted her cheek. "Sweet dreams."

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A render for 's School's Out - Part 1“--a compressed cartridge containing a chemical compound sedative. This blend is called KZ-90, and is capable of–” “Booooring.” Rosie blew a large bubble from the gum she was loudly chewing, then let it pop. “Like, is any of this going to actually be on the test?”Jason stopped writing on the white board in front of him and turned to face the class behind him..There were five pretty young women in attendance, all in their early twenties. They were slouched in various positions in their chairs, obviously not paying any attention to Jason or his lecture. Jason cleared his throat and took a step forward. “Whether it will be on the test or not is irrelevant, Rosie. Non-lethal methods of incapacitation are important to understand. You will not only find yourself facing them, but you might also utilize them when facing adversaries in the field.”“Not us.” Another of the girls, Grace, was on her phone, swiping screen after screen without even looking up at Jason. “We’re assassins, Professor. We kill people, we don’t knock them out. And there ain’t no way anyone’s going to use some lame-ass sleep spray on any of us.”“I might remind you,” Jason said coolly, “that none of you young women are assassins or anything else yet. You want contracts? You have to pass basic field certification first, and that means passing my class.”“Yeah, but this class is lame.” Skye had her legs up on another chair, and Jason tried not to stare at her long, shapely gams. “Non-lethal options? How is that supposed to help us, anyway?”The girls laughed, and Jason sighed.He was used to being dismissed, and he was used to dealing with aspiring young students who had no interest in what he had to teach. But these women were proving particularly difficult. It didn’t help that even though they were all in their early twenties, they were wearing sexy school girl outfits with short red plaid skirts that, considering they were all insanely gorgeous, was distracting to say the least. Jason had heard Skye mention that it was their group uniform, the one they had decided to wear when executing contracts.Jason didn’t know if those targets were to be pitied or envied.On the left was Rosie. She was borderline crazy, and kept fingering a baseball bat that she continually took to class with her. She was a tall brunette and had her long messy brown hair pulled up into high pigtails. She had large hoop earrings, a stud nose ring and had a circular dragon tattoo on her bared abdomen. Her white short-sleeved shirt was tied around her waist and completely opened in the front to reveal a lacy red bra beneath and a pair of huge breasts that jiggled and bounced with each little move she made. A completely undone black tie hung around her neck and draped down each side to her waist.Next to her was Amber, the erstwhile leader of this motley group of miscreants. She was the most serious, but like the others she had completely checked out of the class material. She was a tall and leggy blonde, and wore a white shirt that was open around the collar and had sleeves rolled up to the elbows. Her blonde hair was long and wavy, falling down below her shoulders. She had a red plaid tie that hung loosely around her neck. High-heeled brown shoes and white ankle socks completed her sexy outfit.Beside her was Grace, the closest thing the group had to actual brains. She was a gorgeous redhead with thick black glasses, emerald green eyes and a smattering of freckles on her face. Her long red hair was done up in long pigtails with two red bows, and she had a buttoned-up white short-sleeved shirt with a tightly done black tie. White socks came up to her knees and she wore black-heeled shoes.While all the girls were beautiful, Skye was practically in supermodel territory, and the fact that she was stretching her legs out for the world to see demonstrated that she knew it. She had long straight auburn hair, brown eyes, full red lips and a voluptuous figure. Her white short-sleeved shirt left her toned midriff exposed, and her red plaid tie hung loosely around her neck. Valerie, on the other hand, was pretty but as far as Jason could tell, essentially empty-headed. She was doing her nails at the moment, and Jason doubted she had heard anything he had said for the past hour. She was a cutie with curly brown hair. She wore a white tank top that almost looked like an exercise bra, and had dark stockings that came up above her knees with black high-heels to match. Not too smart, certainly, but Jason happened to know that Valerie was a beast in hand-to-hand combat.Jason sighed and looked down at the table where he had lined up the objects for the lecture. There was a thick white cloth and a bottle of chloroform, a sturdy blackjack, a tranquilizer dart gun, a stun gun, and finally the canister of sleep spray he had just been teaching about.“So…are you done teaching?” Rosie sat up, her full breasts bouncing. “Can we go?”Jason shook his head, the frustration bubbling up inside him. He had had enough of these girls, the way they disrespected him and his lesson plans, the way they ignored him and laughed at him behind his back, and especially the way they teased him with their jiggling bosoms and long, luscious legs.Enough was enough.“You know,” Jason said quietly, “the really sad thing is that you will all probably make top-notch assassins for ARTEMIS or SCORPION, or even as freelance operatives. You all have talent, and you all have…” He glanced at Skye’s long legs again and quickly looked away. “...other assets. But you’re still not as smart as you think you are, and that’s your biggest weakness.”“Look Teach,” Amber said as she crossed her slender arms underneath her jutting breasts, “all of that,” she gestured to the table of non-lethal weapons, “doesn’t really matter to us. Poisons, marksmanship, infiltration, combat tactics…all of that stuff is actually useful.”The other girls nodded their heads in agreement. Valerie giggled and dabbed at her nails. Rosie rolled her eyes.Jason took a breath. “Alright. Care to make it interesting?”The girls all looked at him, even Grace, who glanced up from her phone.“Interesting?” Skye raised an eyebrow. “How exactly?”“A little wager.” Jason crossed his arms. “I bet that I can take you all out using nothing but these items here,” he waved his hand over the five weapons on the table, “before you can take me out using your lethal combat techniques.”“You’re joking, right?” Amber tilted her head. “All of us, against you? We’d murder you, Teach.”“Would you now?” Jason gave a slow nod of his head. “Alright, here’s the deal. If you take me out, then you pass the class instantly. No more lectures or tests or anything at all. But if I take you out…” He paused. “You show me and my teaching some actual respect.”“Wait…” Rosie popped her bubble again, her large breasts heaving. “So you want us to shoot you? Like for real? But if we cap you, how are you supposed to graduate us?”Jason sighed. “I was thinking you all could use standard training weapons, Rosie. Rubber rounds.”Rosie frowned and looked away. “That’s no fun,” she muttered.Jason spread his hands. “What’s it going to be? You girls in or out?”The beautiful young ladies all looked at each for a moment, and shared knowing smiles.“We’re in,” Amber said with a smirk. “Where and when, Teach?”Jason started collecting the weapons on the table. “No time like the present. Meet me in Training Course B-7 in half an hour. I’ll be waiting for you.”“So wait,” Grace said, her phone momentarily forgotten. “All we gotta do is peg you with a dummy round? Even a glancing hit and we all graduate?”“Trust me,” Jason said with a smile, “you won’t even get that. And maybe, just maybe, you’ll gain some appreciation for what I’m trying to teach you.”“You’re on,” Skye said as she slipped her legs down off the chair. “But we’re not gonna go easy on you, Teach.”“I wouldn’t expect you to,” Jason said as he walked towards the classroom door.***“Of course.” Amber smirked and crossed her slender arms under her large breasts. “Looks like the Professor has a real sense of humor.”All five girls had arrived at Training Course B-7. It was in a larger training area, a vast open space with a variety of obstacles and buildings for practicing urban infiltration, and a couple of smaller areas for specialized training.Training Course B-7 was a two-story dilapidated school building. Valerie tilted her head. “Sense of humor? I don’t get it.”Grace sighed as she checked her silenced pistol. “It’s a school, Val.”Valerie stared at Grace in confusion.“Nevermind, Val,” Skye said smoothly. She pulled out her own silenced pistol and checked the magazine. “Does he really think he can beat us? I know he used to be a field agent for SCORPION or something, but there’s five of us and only one of him.”“Yeah,” Grace said as she pushed her thick black glasses up on her nose. “And we’re all young and in great shape. The odds are definitely on our side.”“Which is exactly why we’re not going to get stupid now,” Amber said sharply. She turned back to the girls. “He’ll want to separate us, so we need to work in teams. Grace, you and Rosie clear the top floor. Skye and Valerie, you’re with me. We’ll clear the bottom and then meet up. Standard sweep of the building. If you see the dear professor, don’t hesitate. Just shoot.” The sexy blonde grinned. “This will be the easiest “A” we’ve ever earned. Any questions?”“Yeah,” Skye said as she glanced at an old school bus parked next to the school’s entrance, most of the windows of the vehicle cracked and broken and the yellow paint peeling off the sides. “Shouldn’t we clear that bus first? You know, just to make sure that Teach doesn’t get behind–?”Brrrrrraaaaapppp.The girls all jumped as Rosie opened up with her suppressed machine pistol, firing off the entire magazine into the side of the vehicle. Holes were punched along the length of the bus and what windows remained exploded into showers of glass. Rosie ejected the spent magazine and slammed another one into her smoking weapon. She blew another pink bubble and popped it. “Cleared.”“Maybe a little warning next time, Rosie?” Grace glared at the pigtailed brunette. “You scared me half to death” Amber glanced at the automatic weapon that Rosie carried. "Is that thing loaded with rubber rounds, Rose?"Rosie shrugged. "Maybe? I don't remember." She held up the baseball bat in her other hand. "It won't matter once I crack Teach on the head with this."Amber sighed. “Whatever. Just remember, you kill him and none of us will pass this course.”“Oh come on, Amber,” Valerie said with a laugh. “We’ve all got actual guns and he’s got, what? A stun gun? This is the easiest test I’ve ever taken.” “Yeah, as long as we play it smart,” Amber said curtly. “Now stay together. Comm check.”All the girls tapped their ears and they all sounded off.“All right,” Amber said with a determined nod. “Everyone stay in touch. Let’s go get him.”***Rosie whirled around the corner of the stair landing, her machine pistol in her hand. She moved quickly but cautiously up the stairs, stepping around a twisted garbage can and an empty box.Behind her Grace moved more slowly. She had a phone in one hand and her pistol in her other. She tapped the phone screen, her eyes darting back and forth between the screen and the stairs. Rosie glanced back at her redheaded partner. “Are you seriously texting right now?”Grace gave Rosie a death glare. “I’ve got a special app downloaded on my phone, Rosie. It scans for electronics. You know, like motion sensors or hidden cameras. Teach probably wants to ambush us, so we need to be ready for anything. You do your job, and I’ll do mine, okay? We clear this floor and meet the others and then we get the hell out of here and never have to see the Professor again, okay?""Okay, okay, sheesh." Rosie stepped up onto the main corridor of the second floor, sweeping both directions with her machine pistol at the ready. "Hall clear. We'll take the rooms one at a time." She nodded to the first door on her left. "I'll take that side. You take the other."Grace nodded. She was still tapping away on her phone. She didn't even look up. "Right. Got it."Rosie raised her weapon and kicked the door in. It was a classroom, with the desks arranged in a neat circle around the chalkboard. She moved swiftly inside, her bat swinging in a slow circle.Grace moved swiftly to the other door, her large breasts bouncing gently under her tight white shirt. She tried the handle and it opened. She moved inside, swinging her pistol around as she cleared the room. As soon as she was sure it was empty she glanced at her phone again, squinting as she tapped the screen. Grace was so absorbed with the screen that she didn't notice the dark, masked figure that appeared through the doorway behind her. She was just starting to turn when a stun gun was jammed hard against her neck. There was a sharp crackle and Grace's entire body shook and her muscles seized. Her phone fell and clattered on the ground."Good girl, Grace," Jason whispered in the redhead's ear. "Let’s turn that brain of yours off now."Jason wrapped his arm around Grace's slender body, holding her tightly in place. She jerked and her limbs trembled, her eyes rolled up in her head and she finally went limp. Jason dragged her off to one side and out of view of the door. Grace seemed like she was completely out, her mouth agape and her face slack, but Jason pulled the trigger of the stun gun a few more times, zapping the girl a few more times just to be sure. Her shapely young body shuddered and shook with each zap, her long red pigtails flapping and her gorgeous young body convulsing in his arms.Jason couldn't help but smile. The sexy, smartass redhead was completely helpless now, her body heavy and warm against him. His hands were free, so he reached around and grabbed her firm, round breasts and gave them a good squeeze. They were full and warm and felt incredible in his palms."Not bad," Jason muttered to himself. He tilted Grace's face up towards his own, his other hand sliding down her stomach and over her shapely thighs, slipping up under her skirt. Grace's mouth was slightly open, her glasses askew on her face. He lifted his mask and kissed her, pressing his lips hard against hers. He felt her body twitch and a soft groan escaped her throat.Jason pulled his hand back, leaving Grace's breasts and breaking the kiss. He took a moment to straighten her skirt and shirt, and then he laid her down on the floor. She didn't move, but just lay there, completely limp."Thanks, Grace," Jason whispered. "You have no idea how long I've wanted to both shut you up and feel you up." He grinned and patted her cheek. "Sweet dreams."