The direction of my research led to my learning Italian (it was called the Italian system of double-entry bookkeeping after all), and spending a term ... year in Rome as a research student. Unsuspected by myself and my supervisors, I had hit on a hot topic. My Ph.D thesis provided the nucleus of a book on the history of book-keeping that sold very well, and the publishers immediately demanded a follow-up workbook for students. I am now a senior lecturer in the History department, and I teach a. I started shoving my way towards her. But before I could confront her, Rolf was there, bloodlust clear on his face. “Damnit, Rolf, you dumb son of a bitch!” I shouted. Rolf ran straight at the girl. When she thrust the spear to impale him, he deftly side-stepped at the last second. Without breaking stride, he swept his sword across her belly and continued on. Blood splattered at her feet. A ragged tear opened up across her belly from hip to hip. The spear fell from her hands, her arms. Lupe wanted to take some part in the proceedings and laughed and heldMicki's hand. Micki made a gurgling noise, hiccupped, then threw up right inLupe's face. Lupe was caught with her mouth open and swallowed amouthful of the liquid in surprised reaction. "Ew, gross," her aunt said teasingly. "Oh, it's not so bad. It's not sour or smelly at all. In fact, ittasted kind of good, kind of like honey and cream." Alabreca took both Micki and Lupe to the bathroom. She had themundress while she ran a. Your dirty talk makes me even hornier," I told him.He opened his eyes."Yeah?" he asked, sweeping his shaggy black hair out of his face, "What if I told you that you're my naughty girlfriend? That your sweet, delicious pussy feels amazing?"My heart, once again, began beating faster. I squeezed my eyes shut tight."Oh. Fuck, Link. If you keep talking to me like that, I'll be cumming within seconds," I told him.He gripped my hips as I began to bounce on him pretty hard. At this point, I was moaning.