They didn't expect us to get much done... they just liked to teach us to work.When the pickup truck pulled away and we were alone, Tony said to hide t...e mowers and follow him, "where are we going?" I asked.Tony laughed and replied, "to bed."I followed him and soon we were at a cottage that was not being occupied. He walked up to a window and opened it as he had worked in the place and had left it unlocked. We crawled in through the window and went back to the dorm area. It still had beds in. He noticed that her normal ponytail was gone, her long blonde hair now lying unfettered across her shoulders. It gave her a much sexier look, which was complemented by the surprisingly short skirt she was wearing. It was obvious that she had changed clothes before coming to his office. A skirt that short would have gotten a student sent home for the day. She nervously picked her lip and kept glancing at his diplomas on the wall, as if she didn't want to make eye contact. After the insolence he. Technically I didn't even understand precisely how it worked, it had something to do with a temporal energy cloning process which could replicate anything for a couple of hours. After a couple of hours the replicated object would simply fade out and disappear again, leaving seemingly nothing behind besides in my case the memory of a night that potentially had the power to change my whole life. I was sitting at the edge of the big king size bed and looked nervouslyaround the room, desperately. ‘Wait,’ he said. ‘Let’s at least go on the bed. I told them at the desk that I was ill and was taking a little longer break. I have 20 minutes. I want to make out with you and see your tits before you blow me.’ ‘Making out with me and seeing my tits was not part of the agreement, Peter.’ ‘Well, now it is, if you want his room number.’ ‘Okay, okay.’ Dawn unbuttoned and removed her blouse. She unhooked and removed her bra and fell back on the bed. ‘There, knock yourself out.’ ‘You have.