Catherine tossed the blankets away and rushed to get dressed. She couldn’t bear the thought that she might never see him again. ‘ Please, Hanna,�... her voice pleading from inside the bathroom. ‘ He just said goodbye to your uncle. I don’t think you have time to-‘ ‘ I have time,’ she stated. ‘Catherine, my dear, I know he is fearful handsome, but…’ Catherine emerged from the bathroom, her beauty taking away Hanna’s breath. ‘You were saying, Hanna?’ she inquired softly. ‘Go,’ Hanna sighed. ‘I hope. She grabbed me and squeezed. Then started rubbing my length with her palm. It was exasperating.I wasn't exactly angry. How can you be angry at a girl who likes to feel your dick? But it was making me crazy. I said "Deirdre, stop that!"She looked repentant. "I'm sorry, Andrew. I just need to know that it still wants me."I lowered my voice. I was afraid I might yell so loud that they could hear me in Cincinnati."Dee Dee! At 5:00 this afternoon we are leaving this office. We are going straight. I landed in a heap and he stood up. ‘Get on your knees,’ he demanded. ‘Take off my pants.’ I knelt up and unhooked his belt. I opened the button and unzipped his fly. I slid the pants to the floor and he stood there in his briefs, his dick bulging against the material. ‘Take off the shorts, girl.’ I did as I was told mostly to stave off another spanking. I assumed he’d want a blow-job, given my position, but I still wasn’t prepared for what happened next. He grabbed my pigtails in each hand and. ’ ‘One reason is that I was wondering exactly how long your legs are. The other is to see if your ass felt as good in my hands as it looks in those shorts.’ ‘Oh that’s classic! How long did it take you to come up with those?’ ‘I’m just kidding,’ he says, chuckling. ‘Seriously, I was watching you and your friends earlier and there was just something about you. I don’t know how to explain it. It’s like there’s this connection or something.’ ‘So how is your research going?’ ‘Hell yes, your.