" I... If you wish, my queen," I replied. I wasn't entirely sure what tosay, honestly. It was just plain weird that the queen was showingconsideration...for me.My response made Devilla smile, for some reason, and she immediatelycircled around me. Was she looking for buttons? She wasn't going to findany. My dress was backless, for one thing, and not nearly as fancy asher's besides.None of that seemed to be a setback for Devilla, though. Since my dresswas largely held on by a loop around my neck,. For the life of me, I could not think of a single thing that was more explosive than what I’d just heard.“I’m intrigued,” I said.“I would imagine,” the professor said, laughing heartily. “This comes back to how this all began. You know that once I hear a name, I never forget it. Right?”“Yes,” I said. I had learned that little factoid when I had mentioned casually that a coed on campus had a nice butt. More than a year later, the professor saw her walking past and agreed with my statement.“The. Isha was this 23 years old pretty girl having fair glowing skin and I could tell by looking at her body that she loved working out. She had perfectly shaped perky boobs, flat tummy, and a really nice round ass.When I first caught sight of her she was helping the bride with some work. She was wearing a nice low-cut, off-shoulder black top and perfectly fitting tight denim. The denim nicely highlighted her ass and made her look hot in it. My friend’s to be bride introduced me to Isha. That’s when. .um yer pern-ee-um. You know, it's the bit of skin behind your bollocks and in front of your arse'ole." Oh, you mean the perineum!" I said, "You were nearly there, and you're right it is the bit of you that's between your scrotum and your arse." Yea," he said, as he lifted up his arse and pointed to the area on the outside of his jeans, "it's the bit you sit on if you're on a bicycle saddle, an' if you wank yourself till you cum you can feel the muscles there spasming when you shoots yer load.".