My head cracked against the steel body of the trailer.I must have been knocked out for a few minutes. When I came out of it, several of the guys were ...athered around me. Stan was on his knees next to me, splashing some water on my face. It took a few minutes, but I was able to stand and see the trucker on his way. That night I had one hellacious headache!I popped more than the prescribed number of extra strength pain relievers to little avail. I finally drifted into a troubled dream-filled. I used to be a programmer: six hours? That’s nothing. You can barely write a few decent lines of code and squash a bug or two in six hours. (I’m not a very good programmer.)I never heard or saw Caroline, because she was already gone when I woke up at five past eight in the morning. If you have a one year old kid, you’ll know waking up 8:05 am is the same as when you slept until noon in your student days. It’s bliss. The room was very dark, because there is a direct correlation between the. I get up from my chair and go near huma, who was standing and oozing out her sexuality, her accentuated breast, her tight ass, and her long silky hair along with 6″ stilettos. Boy punishing her was crime but she had to as there was a glaring contradictions, I told her to stand with her hands on table and keep little distance between her legs. She obeyed and i was standing there visualizing the asset. Slowly i lifted the skirt just enough to see the blood red color panty.I spanked her ASS and. “I’m an industry specialist, career coach and teacher of music theory. I can make your career really take off. You have the potential to be a classical superstar!” she flattered. “Really? It’s just a hobby. I don’t practice enough…” “I can see that, Alan. That’s why I need to take you under my wing. You’ll be happy and fulfilled. I promise. How old are you, by the way?” “Just eighteen,” the young man smiled at her. At last, someone who cared! He stared at her prominent cleavage and sighed,.