His right hand gently, oh so gently touched my left shoulder. I hesitated. I hesitated just long enough to allow him to fully touch me. I looked up at...him, and I gave him my best deer in the headlights look. He smiled again; his hand didn’t leave my arm.As I left his office I felt I had accomplished a lot more than getting a little help in the classroom. I know I’d stroked his ego. I know he was feeling superior, he was feeling like the sage, the mentor, the benevolent God. Also I knew he saw. I walked over to Dave gave him his beer and we both sat our beers down.He was like hey John is Sam up for some cock action ? Sam butted in of course i am.I want you to stand up for me Dave and undress yourself slowly down to your shorts to be honest i felt my dick getting hard just watching him you see Dave is 63 fit as hell for his age and he lives alone, by the time he was down to his shorts Sam was completely naked stroking her wet fanny.She came over and swapped seats with me and told me to. ‘Do you think they are still going at it?’ She asked as she shot down the hall towards her parent’s room. David never got the chance to answer, as Jeannine was gone. He also realized that his hand had never left his cock and it was semi hard again. Did getting caught by his s****r excite him? He packed his cock back into his briefs as he headed back to his room. He ran into his s****r coming back from his parent’s room. ‘They were fast asl**p.’ Jeannine said. ‘Sorry, s*s.’ Jeannine seemed to. "We used drive-through at the burger joint last night. The order menu has a camera and a microphone that sends the conversation to a regional or national call center. That center sends the order and a picture of my face back to the restaurant. Probably caught your face in digital as well. If someone wants to find us, they can hack into these systems and scan the faces. Who secures burger orders? The cholesterol police?"Kristy giggled at my sarcasm, which took me aback. I don't remember anyone.