Tracey squirmed slightly in her seat. This wasn’t how she had expected this to go. She’d thought there would needs to be more demands and maybe even…blackmail. Instead, Fleur seemed to be having the same effect on her that she always did and Tracey was just going along.
She blushed and stared down at the desk. “I guess I am. I just…don’t feel very lucky.” Tracey was still hurt that anything at all had happened. Couldn’t Heidi resist it all if she was going to resist in the end? And why did she keep Gabrielle’s panties?
“Why is she used to…not being told no?” she asked, risking a glance up at Fleur. “And…you didn’t answer my question, Professor,” Tracey observed, knowing she was risking her Professor’s ire again.