Wilson told her he and Oscar would be over tomorrow at 11 that said he hung up. She had an attitude as they are treating her like shit, her and Olivia...were being treated like cum sluts they might be cum slut, but would it hurt to be nice?Tuesday at 11 she heard the car in the driveway before she could get to the door, they were trying to open it, she unlocked the door as they now walked in. “I thought we told you we’d be here at 11” asked Oscar, “you did I always lock the door”. Wilson’s hand. When I signed off, I began reading the IM's, some were short others very nasty and some were down right scary. Almost everyone wanted to call me or have me call them. Many wanted phone sex, others wanted my personal e-mail, and some were from women wanting me to do a one on one with them.I have honestly never given it any thought about sex with a woman, but I never gave it any thought that a woman would even want to watch me masturbate. When I did think about that I wondered what it would be. No, she gasped weakly when his tongue rasped over her sensitive folds. She flinched when it stroked over her clit, the sensations almost painful. Eventually he let her go, and she heard the rustling of clothes being removed under the roar in her ears. Ive never came that hard, Daphne said. That was&hellip, I dont have words. He chuckled. My pleasure, he said and undid the ties holding her feet down. Im going to spank you now, he said. Theres still the little matter of you lying to me earlier.. He was expecting PC Whippy to say something about that being outside of office hours, but all she said was, “Very well, sir. If you’d just give me your address…”Once the conversation was over, Professor Evans leaned back in his chair. The world was indeed mad, he decided. The effrontery of the woman, this PC Whippy; he should lodge a complaint against her too. Suggesting that he should actually be happy to receive this obscene gesture with that silly quip about having a date on Saturday.That.