Emma yawns through most of it. The class is fairly simple but boring. Most of it is not taking and having to memorize names and terms. How this is to ...it into her degree and later in life baffles her, but she has to take it and besides, the teacher is pretty hot. She wouldn’t mind getting into his pants again.Her mind settles on the thought of her teacher as she sits back, resisting the urge to falls asleep. The more she stares at him the more she feels her pussy getting wet. Eventually his. ”They went to their own preferred food stalls, Cameron picking something as cheap as possible to preserve what was left of his money. He met back up with Raven and they walked back toward the fountain.“Oh God,” said Raven suddenly, then turned away from the fountain suddenly.“What happened?” asked Cameron.Raven whispered low. “It’s the Three Cheerleader Bitches from school. Holly and her minions.”“Holly Light? She’s all right, I thought,” he said, looking around her at the girls. Sure enough,. Please, Dad, okay? All right, Iʼll drop by tonight to check in on you. No, of course itʼs no trouble.” Her brown orbs were alight as she listened but they were troubled.“Why donʼt I bring some Chinese? Pepper steak okay -- and noodles? All right, then, see you about eight -- Dad, not a drop. You know what happens. Okay, eight oʼclock. Dad, promise me!”Deputy Brad Thurmond leaned against the door frame, holding the two cups of steaming coffee, admiring her good looks. Glistening straight black. She was tall, maybe it a bit taller than my 5’11’, and very well proportioned. Her brown hair was curled and shoulder length. She wasn’t beautiful in the usual sense of the word, but she had a presence. For the first time since I arrived home last night I thought I might be able to see a light at the end of the tunnel, or at least enough to see I was in a tunnel. ‘Mr. Ames, I’m Sally Fields. Remind me to thank Glen for the referral.’ ‘Ms. Fields, I’m very pleased to meet you. Please, call me.