Alexandria was rarely wrong. Even if she was initially, things always changed according to her will. This time, she had been very right about him, tapping on to something that was very deep inside Keith and that she had more or less felt like existed, but had never really decided to summon out. Except now. He had been the one to give her the opportunity, too, but tensing up so obviously at the mention of "bad girl".<br/><br/>She smiled at his surprise, but found herself also surprised when he seemed to get the hang of things faster than she had imagined. Alex gripped the wall and moaned when he pushed in, encouraged by his question that followed.  Oh, there was no doubt, he was now far from the Keith Steinmoor who had stumbled on the first day of school and received water on his head. "Yes!" She cried out, half answering his question and half encouraging him to continue. This angle was very nice, her back arching even further when he pulled her head back. There was nothing strange or innapropriate to her when his hand slapped her butt and she growled like an animal in heat as a response. But he stopped and she was confused.<br/><br/>Alexandria turned to look at him over her shoulder, almost angry that he had stopped right when things were getting interesting. "What do you mean?" She asked him, blinking her eyes and thinking back in time to find what was making him so uncomfortable. "Don't apologize. My god, Keith, have you never slapped a girl's butt? I keep forgetting, of course you haven't." Alexandria chuckled. "It's okay. You can't hurt me. And believe me, if you did, I'd be making very different noises. Trust me, and trust your instincts." She turned her head back towards the wall, a bit amused but still happy that he was so real and honest.<br/><br/>"Come on." Her voice changed to a sultry one. "Your bad girl needs you. Badly."