After, she returned the notepad back to the kitchen table, then turned to come back to me. As she steps into the room, she drops to her knees and craw...s to the side of my chair, head down.Taking her hair in my hand and pulling up her head, “Is something on your mind?”She requests in a whisper, eyes down. “Sir, may I speak?”Laying my head back against the chair, “ If you must, be quick about it.”“ Sir, please forgive your slut for her mistakes, I will do better from now on. I am yours to do with. There you go – clean towels and use my bathrobe. Something to eat – drink? As he filled the kettle and put some bread in the toaster he thought about the girl. Who was she? He’d found her nearly forty minutes ago and she still hadn’t said a single word. Strange. Maybe she was mute, or deaf, or something. And those eyes…All the while she was eating the toast and drinking the strong hot coffee he’d made, not a word had escaped her. Now she was fast asleep in his spare bed. Well maybe in. I was nervous, but I didn't want to be a loser in college, so I took a deep breath and unzipped my pants, freeing my cock to spring out."Dude!" my brother protested."What?" I said, dismayed. "You said guys do this together in college all the time!" Yeah they watch porn together, but they don't jerk off together! You think me and my buddies wanna see each other cum?"I turned bright red with embarrassment, my hard cock still exposed and pointing upward. My anger from this morning came back, and I. We worked together on our displays and presentation materials and since I had a couple of very large flat computer screens we made slide show presentations that could run in the background. It was a great experience to collaborate with him on this and we learned a lot about each other’s technical competence outside of the sexual arena.We had agreed to drive together and when he came out of his house wearing a suit and tie and black Italian leather shoes, I almost creamed in my pants. He had.