Frisky Jeff....

Beth shifted her feet a little. {if Formation = 1
}Jeff's proximity, and the look in his eyes... they were setting off alarm bells in her head. {elseif Formation = 5
}That look in his eyes... I've seen it before...on many guys.... She licked her lips, suddenly dry.{else
}Jeff's eyes were starting to make her feel... exposed. {endif
} "That's sweet of you to say, but I'm sure I could never make it look as easy as you do..."
"You're so modest, Beth. You don't mind if I call you Beth, right?" He went on without letting her answer. "Modest and mature. So much more mature than the girls at school."
"Um...th-thanks, Jeff...I.."Beth hadn't realized she had been backing up until her back hit the pad that protected the siding of the house and served as a backstop for Jeff's batting practice. "I should really...get going..."
"I wish you wouldn't. I have so much more to teach you..." Mmph... Beth couldn't stop herself from biting her lower lip at the double meaning. {if Formation = 1} He...he can't possibly be...implying. Her heart fluttered. Her pussy fluttered. {else
}She felt a tinge of shame at the wetness she could feel beginning to build between her legs. {endif
}"And I'm sure there's things you could teach me, Beth."
"I... could teach you how to play some scales..."
Jeff's hand went to wall above her shoulder, and his other hand was on her hip. "That's not really what I had in mind."