It made for pretty good reading, for a nonfiction book. It was very popular among college students, English majors in particular, who used it frequent...y as a basis for papers they had to write for this or that class. It also increased tourism at Woodbury Castle by thirty percent, at least for the first couple of years after it came out.It did well even with the unlikely title - for a work of nonfiction - of: The Cheerleader and the Professor.The peer review for Bob's paper was unremarkable,. After a few minutes I had to stop her because I didn't want to come yet and she was getting me too close for comfort. I laid her back on the couch and ate her. Her whole crotch was soaking wet. Soon my fingers were sliding in and out of her asshole and pussy while I sucked hard on her clit and she came again. I sat next to her and kissed her. My mouth and chin were covered with her pussy juice which seemed to turn Janice on again and soon she was back on her knees with my cock in her throat.. She set the water down on her nightstand and wiped her face one more time before dropping the towel with her socks. I was already nearly erect when she reached for the bottom of her tank-top, which I realized was also a sports bra as she pulled it up to reveal nothing but her small, perky tits beneath it. My eyes were locked on her hard nipples and small areolas as she dropped her top but followed her hands as she started to push down the waistband of her spandex shorts. I didn’t quite have a. .. what I’d like to do ... Fuck everyone else. It feels right to me. Right for us.”When she threw herself at me this time I did fall off the rock. We tumbled a couple of times down the grass in a lover’s embrace - her arms tight around my neck and mine around her back. The next few minutes were spent in a frenzy of kisses there on our hill, enjoying the moment that we said, ‘Fuck you world. We found some love and we’re taking it!’I don’t know how long we were there, but by the time we got back.