“I think you liked that.” Jason teased the girl. Flash shook her head in denial, her cheeks  flushed red with shame and her lips voicing a shy, almost inaudible “<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 6pt;">No</span>”.<br/><br/>“Oh don’t lie to me!” Jason replied and set down the food trays. He hiked up her dress and deftly drew his hands between her legs, presenting her with the wet evidence glistening on his fingers. “Such a naughty, naughty, girl!” He scolded her, giving each of her cheeks a playful smack with each ‘naughty’ and smearing her own juices all over her face. He teased her a little more, making her lick his fingers clean but then, suddenly, his grip on her became firm and his voice was all business.<br/><br/>“I don’t like you lying to me.” Jason said and held up her head by her hair so she couldn’t move away as he peered down on her with steely eyes. He gave her another pair of smacks; one forehand and one backhand, and this time they were meant to hurt. “Do we have an understanding?”<br/>