.. care. That’s right, I don’t care.”Several people looked around nervously.“I am not here to make you like me,” he continued. “Architectu...e is a serious business for serious people. And I will tell you right now that many of you will never become architects. That’s right, you will change your major or you will quit school altogether. I don’t care about that, either.” In the shocked silence, he surveyed the class again. “But those few of you who do have the talent and determination to survive. Did you miss me? I missed you… but I couldn’t… well, you know.” A momentary shadow crossed her face but then it was dismissed. The past was shut in a closet and her vibrant light returned. “We should celebrate,” she enthused, “and I know just how.”With that, she got up from the stone ledge and then slipped down between his knees. He tried to sit forward and rise but her hand pushed him firmly back.“Stay there,” she commanded and with that began to unfasten his trousers and pull out his dick. “I. Like any woman she had naturally assumed it was the man’s fault and was determined to pry the information from him. After getting the truth from him, she had declared that it was his fault and that he should make amends.On top of everything else that had gone wrong, he had stopped by the school to feed his lobsters only to discover that the habitat was empty. He had no idea how they could have managed to escape. He had spent an hour looking for the lobsters but there had been no trace of them. But it's been a long time, I'm 55 now." I flexed my muscle, and he said in a low voice, "Nice...". I asked, "Do you want to go inside for some privacy?" His smile said yes, then we rose and went indoors.I showed him to my bedroom and pointed the way in. I followed, watching his 30ish ass walking. The ass was nice to watch, but I was mostly interested in his cock. I walked up behind him and wrapped my arms around his waist, then reached in his shirt and ran my hand over his abs. He said,.