James, I smile sweetly. She shuffles into the hallway. Fuck, shes getting her post. I dont have time for this shit. I grab your hand and pull you tow...rds the exit, slamming the door behind us. Were both giggling as we run across the street, you trying to hold up your trousers and keep your cock contained beneath your mac, and me trying to balance in these stupid heels, with legs that youve turned to jelly with your skilful tongue and hands. The parks empty, aside from an old gent walking his. He didn't smile or even blink, he looked back up at me and smiled nervously."Well, Michael, how have you been these last six months?" I tried to keep my voice firm and even but I feared a hint of sarcasm crept in."Busy as always with work. Just tied up some loose ends with a major conglomerate of plastic surgeons. Turned a nice profit. Managed to take a little vacation in Rio. I see you've been busy." Michael's mouth pulled back into a tight-lipped and strained smile."Let's get on with it. What. Not that there was enough room in that car to do anything. But Brian was playing with my breasts and had his hand up my skirt. You know it was fun, just like being a teenager again, with all that groping in the car.About the fifteenth week of the course things got a little sticky. Brian and I went to the usual pub and while we were there, someone stole my handbag. We never saw who took it, because we were concentrating on each other. All right, we were kissing and my bag just went. Luckily the. And I further assure you, once we find a more appropriate solution, you’ll get your single room again.” Said Michael O’brien, the graduate advisor.“Look, I understand about the shortage and all, but aren’t there any other single bedrooms you can invade?”Michael suppressed a chuckle, “Nope, sorry. Yours is the last one and we can’t put a female student in with a male.” He hoped this would satisfy her into accepting the new transfer.They.