I was 21 that year. How did I meet professor Rodgers ? you might wonder. Well, we ran into each other on a dating app. I saw him on the app but he did...’t know it was me because my profile was empty. After talking a bit, I knew he was into having fun, just like I had been. So I sent him a picture of me and he immediately recognized me. James, right? You’re in my math class. Yes, sir. I’d sent back. Online here looking for a daddy to fuck your smooth little ass, now aren’t you?Yes, sir. And I’d. Olson. Having spoken to him over the phoneseveral days prior, I knew where his classroom was, and what needed to bedone when I arrived. I walked in and received my visitor's pass, andproceeded to the History department.As I rounded the corner I caught a glimpse of a man about 6'4" tall, builtlike a lumberjack, with a full beard, and well fitting clothes.Disappointed I just missed a good view of the front and back vantagepoints, I proceeded down the hall to room 206. My pulse quickened. Her feet sank into a patch of moss carpeting the otherwise rocky ground, and by the time she lowered herself to its welcoming softness she was already half unclad, skin tingling at the contrast between her inner fire and the brittle mountain air. Legs spread wide, she paused, listening.No one.She eagerly pressed two fingers deep into her throbbing sex, hips bucking forcefully in response. But this wouldn’t be her first orgasm of the day; the persistent oscillation of the Halfling between her. 9- Now that you have found this “World”, I say and repeat, it is a difficult transition. Don't stay on the fence, don't stay as a spectator. It's a world full of emotions, I guarantee it! but it is also the world where it has many thorns, and in some moments, you will be punctured by them, so if you want to follow, let the wound bleed, as it can be worth it and above all allow yourself to smell the excitement and pleasure.Now that I had some of your first doubts cleared up. Do you think you are.