My Mistress told me to stand in the center of the room.I felt her hands on my chest as her breasts pressed against my back. The hands worked deftly at...undoing the buttons on my shirt and slipping it off my shoulders. Mistress traced her fingers teasingly down my shoulders then to my chest. Taking my nipples between her thumb and fore finger she began pinching and tweaking them. She looked down and saw that my penis was now fully erect, pushing against the fabric of my trousers.They then moved. ” Victoria looked at me for a while, smiled shyly and we finished our interview. We shook hands, held eye contact for a bit, then I headed out. I was reluctant to leave as Victoria was just so pretty and nice, yes, she was so nice, and pretty.I headed back to the hotel, put on gym attire, and headed for a workout. I hadn’t had a good workout since my mustering out and was chomping to push some steel and go for a run. I returned to the hotel around 5, took my time getting cleaned up, then headed. He made sure to stand right next to where Susan was sitting. That put his erection just inches from her face. He was wearing a loose jumpsuit to help hide his erection, but now it came in handy to expose it. He kept both hands in his pockets and surreptitiously pulled the fabric away from his crotch, causing the entire outline of his erection to stand out against the suddenly tight fabric.Susan was too shocked by what she was seeing to think; she just mumbled, "Oh my!" She unconsciously licked. I was fighting another boy in school yesterday.”“That is correct. What do you have to say for yourself?”“Only two things, sir. First I would like to say that I do not regret what I did.”“Oh you don’t, do you?”“No, I don’t. My reason for this is in fact my second statement. I was defending a friend of mine from the other guy. He was throwing eggs at her because she is Goth. He has been tormenting her and sending her away in tears for weeks now and I couldn’t take it any more. Mr. Burns was there.