’ ‘I’m sorry Valerie, not a great first impression of your visiting professor I’m afraid, I must be a bit more jet lagged than I thought,’ M...chael said straightening himself and pulling away from her. Distance, disconnection it is something rarely noticed, but Valerie noticed it immediately. As Michael pulled away from her, straightening as he spoke the parts of her body that were seconds ago in contact with his felt…wrong, cold as if they were not feeling fully unless connected to Michael. ‘Oh. “Really,” he ask, “just a smile?”“Yep just a smile, and some damn ink on somewhere that did not seem to come off at all, (ha ha).” “Touch your pussy, does it feel as silky as it was?”“Yes.”I ask “What are you wearing?”“Jaqi, I am in the Hotel Lounge”I told him “Ry and I had a few Captain Morgans and Cokes this weekend.”“Remember she was beaten by her now ex-boyfriend. Who is now in jail.”He was angry that her boyfriend would do such a thing. “What an asshole.”God I love him, I was turned on. I paused for a moment looking at the water. It seemed oily almost but for all of the seemingly viscous quality it appeared to be racing along swiftly. The street lamps gleamed dully on it, and it looked as if it should have been making a noise, but it was peculiarly silent. Just as I was about to turn and continue I noticed something emerging from the shadows of a bridge just upstream from where I stood. Between two tall and sheerly dark buildings, blind windows out-staring each other, it came. I got full frontal, rear, and both sides. I figured that I had gotten more than I had ever anticipated and stopped taking pictures of her. I then slipped my T-shirt down over her head, over her breasts, and down past her waist. My T-shirt just barely covered her bald pussy.Together we walked down the jogging trail letting several joggers fly past us. Every single one of them checked Lillian out as they went by even the female joggers. Lillian told me about being a twenty-eight year old college.