To her, of course!

“You,” he replies simply, tossing back the diary.

“Keep it,” he says as she stares at the returned dictionary. “I don’t need it, I already have copies.” He snapped another photo with his cell phone before she could react and sent it back to his computer at home.

“What do you mean, you want me?” Nicole asked, dropping the diary as if it were red hot.

“Given what you’ve been writing about and planning, you know what I mean,” he said as he shoved his phone back into his pants. Given the bulge there, getting his phone back in was harder than it should have been.

“We can’t do anything here,” Nicole replied, with a nervous glance at the door, folding under the implied threat.

“That’s not what that says. It tells me that your parents go out every Thursday. You were planning to seduce the gardener and have him fuck you in your parents’ bed. Reenact the time you saw your mother fucking your former gardener in that bed about two years ago.”

“It’s Saturday!” Nicole pointed out.

“True. So we aren’t going to do anything,” Mark waited for her to start to relax, “here.”

Nicole opened her mouth to complain, but Mark talked right over her.

“Every Saturday, after practice and your tutoring session, you drive that nice car that daddy bought you to the theatre and catch a movie with the rest of the cheerleading cunts. Today, you’re gonna be late to your meeting with them and offer to give me a lift home. Now, our schedule is a bit tight, but I’ll be re-organizing it real soon. For now, well, we’ll pull off at a little spot I know and I’ll give that mouth of yours a good workout, certainly more than it gets in class.”

Nicole stared at him, shocked that the little geek could be so confident. Before she could muster a response, he continued, “Oh, and your little plans are on hold, it’ll be me who takes your virginities. All of ‘em. Now,” he stepped forward, grabbed her tits and pulled her against him, kissing her hard, “open the door and let’s get to work. Wouldn’t want your dad to get curious. Oh, and from now on, the punishments for getting problems wrong will be more…severe.”

Nicole’s blue eyes locked on the short man’s brown ones, wondering how she missed the ruthlessness there as she met with him every week and opened her mouth to respond to his demands…