"Anything," came the breathy reply, Madison's voice barely above a whisper. Her teacher's hands working her body up in ways she had never thought possible. Ashamed of her unoriginal offer of what she would do to prove what she wanted, Madison fell silent and worked to open her eyes. Each time they parted she could hardly focus on the image of the man behind her. With her guard down he seemed irresistible and then it all made sense. She acted as she had to push him to extremes where he would have to pay attention to her, notice her even if it was the last thing he wanted.