You were both in the cafeteria. He was listening to metal and you were sitting on his lap. You rested your head on his chest as he stroked both thighs, his eyes closed. Everyone at school was afraid of him because he is aggressive, so no one bothered you, because everyone knows that he is on your side. During every break you go out to smoke a cigarette and you often play truant.

"Are you enjoying it?"

He asked in a whisper into your ear.