I want to thank everyone who followed this tale. I hope you truly enjoyed it. I asked myself a question. Can one man make a difference? This journey a...swered it for me. It is a resounding YES. These characters came to life for me as each went on their own journey. I truly enjoyed telling their stories. A special thanks to Overstar for taking time to edit this chapter. Any errors found are my fault and not his. Again, thank you all for reading and supporting me through this adventure. IR2R *. Randolf wished to have her all by himself, at the dancefloor, rubbing her leather dress against his body, touching and feeling his cock getting aroused by the beat of the music and by her luscious moves on him, and then doing her right there on the dancefloor.Well, that rubbing had to happen in the ‘physical world’ and it did, as other stuff happened as well. She took Randolf to her place to make him watch her prove lingerie and sexy dresses, where she could see his reactions through his pants. But now Bob was offering himself. MMMMMM what to do? So he got up, put his arm around Bob's shoulder and explained what might be done to help in this crisis.It took no time for Bob to decide that he had no choice, he would have to endure the older man's sexual desires. After all, how bad could it be? He could just forget it happened and the teacher was in no position to let anyone know.(Pic Five)"Bend over now! Bob followed the barked order and bent over the desk. It was no problem to expose. My cock was now massively hard and she was really turning me on, as I pumped away, I began moving my hand further up her legs, moving her night gown up as I went. I’ve got to see her knickers I thought, as all sense went and was taken over by my huge cock, which was now oozing pre cum.I gently slipped her night gown up and saw her cute little pink cotton knickers, I just wanted to get right down there and start licking them, which I was too nervous to do, but did move my hand up and start.