Chapter ThreeI arrived at Mr Fellatrix's apartment just after two; I'd been held upby a blown Tire. Mr Tire was a regular of mine and wouldn't take n... foran answer.The door was unlocked and I opened it and entered the apartment. Hisliving room was dimly lit by candlelight and Mr Fellatrix was sitting infront of a half-drunk bottle of wine. This was perfect for me because Ialways look good to half-drunk men in dim light.Mr Fellatrix looked up and offered me a glass of wine."What is it?" I. "Don't let her tender age fool you, however. As you shall see her body is a delight to both look at and partake of." Well, then I think this tournament may be quite enjoyable," laughed Erik.Pierre looked back toward the arched entry door, noting an older woman entering leading a young woman of swarthy complexion and amazon physique. Her hair was coal black, hers eyes of the same ebony color. Prominent cheekbones and deep set eyes gave the attractive woman an air of mystery. But at six feet one. Our allotted project concerned local demographics, population changes and planning considerations for meeting future needs. Adrian, Viv and myself each took on an element of the project and agreed we would meet at Adrian’s room after the evening meal to consolidate our work and prepare a report for the course.There was some animated discussion during our meeting in Adrian’s room. Viv had been involved in similar exercises during her teacher training and tended to lead the conversation, but. Her hypnotic whisper continues, telling me when to breath. Her hand, as she lay next to me, play with my nipples. When she pinches, I can not breath, I am not allowed to breath, I am not able to breath. As she continues, I slowly feel, her words come through. For longer and longer at a time, she pinches the nipples, and my breathing stop. Her smile get more and more excited. Her rubbing against me, close, can feel her soft warm skin. Her sensual whisper. Getting two clamps, she places them on.