"Please take off your clothes," he commanded.As I undressed before him, he explained his gifts."When I was a child, I loved to play with clay. I would...mold it and shapeit into the most amazing things. That was my first gift. Doing it was asnatural as walking or breathing. Eventually I learned that I could take alump of clay, and I just knew what it needed to be. That was my secondgift. It wasn't just clay though. I could do that with nearly anything--clay, wood, stone flesh."As he finished, I. ..”“Now ... I figure if I’ve almost ruined my real life to be with a guy, and then my fantasy has ruined that ... So I may as well bloody live out my fantasy, and see what happens ... So tonight, I’ll finally be having sex with a dog for real!” She puts plenty of emphasis on the word ‘finally’.Dennis, looking about as sleazy as he ever gets (and that’s very sleazy), jokes that, “So ... You’re prone to making bad decisions, eh?”Alexis cocks her head back, looking right at Dennis... “Not THAT. I did ask for a letter, before notifying my contacts that I decided to remain at Coleridge.Jenny resumed her flirting, although in a milder form. I resumed ignoring her innuendos. I must say I enjoyed her interest, even though I knew it couldn't go anywhere.After a few days I noticed she became tense whenever I admired pretty students too obviously. I became more circumspect when Jenny was around. It was not fair — I had the problems of a jealous girlfriend, without any benefits.Still, it was. But he continued thrusting faster until they climaxed together. Akash filled his sister with his seed, and they parted their embrace. They lay there, looking at each other, smiling. They'd missed each other. And they had an entire weekend to catch up.-----The weekend was coming to an end. They hit the road once again. They were both tired. They just spent two days fucking. But both of them knew that a conversation was ahead since a promise had been made and they were saving up whatever energy.