That, in itself, seems pretty bad, but it gets much nastier and wilder as the day goes on. To begin with, he was my 7th grade teacher in school. As if...that were not enough of a taboo, he was a black man. Truth be told, I was responsible for his interest in me. I had been flirting with him for months, I must have driven that poor man out of his mind (I would do things like sit in the front row with a short skirt on and no panties). So one day (probably after he got tired of his constant blue. Tonight was the first time she had a little bit of space and time to think, as Caleb was occupying her. She loved him for that, he had always been good to them both, but it was beyond obvious that he was more into Ellie than just being her friend. During a late night and several bottles of wine, she finally admitted to Molly that she returned his feelings, but was afraid of ruining the friendship in the process, so she never acted on them. Molly tuned back in to the conversation at the dinner. I moved closer to Frankie to enjoy my first kiss. Her lips were soft, and I felt her tongue enter my mouth. I could feel my dick getting hard again. She was getting me excited.We rushed out as soon as the doors opened. Once in the room, I put the “Do Not Disturb” sign on the door and double-checked to make sure it was locked. We had to finish the wild kissing and tongue sucking.We went into the other room and I sat down, and Frankie sat on my lap with her arm around my neck. We looked at each. On one side of the room a more traditional flat display hovered above a long tabletop littered with displays and readouts. The walls as well were covered with monitors of various kinds."Welcome to the War Room." Con said as we gathered around the table."The central display can obviously be used to project spacial data, and that is its normal use, but we're going to use it as something of a 3D modeler for now." Arden said."First, in order to give you some idea of the range of information left.