You could see him out balling every day on the basketball courts near the teachers’ cafeteria.I decided to approach him after a game of hoops, ask h...m about the school’s past.But I found he was reticent to talk, go into much detail, as it certainly isn’t the best-selling point for the school.After a bit of prodding, on the walk back to our building, he agreed to talk, speak to me over dinner...We met on a chilly evening, in the far corner of the cafeteria, over a plate of steaming hot pork. Up each calf... inch by inch... then stop at that soft, tender, sensitive spot behind your knee and lick, kiss and suck hungrily at the soft, sweet flesh there. Do you like that? Of course you do... you love it!! You moan softly as I continue higher... up the back of your thigh to the delightful fold where your thigh joins your buttock. I bite and kiss you there, then slip my tongue inside your crease and lick you there as well...up one side and then up the other. You know what I am doing to. We land at Sunport Airport and go home.Third TripThe following weekend Mary, Peg, and I depart Sunport Airport to Atlantic City Municipal Airport to visit the casino I went to after my last trip north. This time Captain Weinberg heads the security team put in place during the week to protect us over the weekend.After a fun weekend I bank just over twelve million dollars and we go home. Captain Weinberg tells me about a terrible bus accident near Great Island where two buses crashed and killed. He had to admit he also found her extremely attractive. When they reached the building she stopped. An awkward silence hung thick in the air. Neither of them wanted the night to be over. “Well I guess I'll see you around?” Southern asked. “Probably not. I'll have to find a place to crash tonight and I've got to find a bus back to California in the morning.” “You don't have a place to stay tonight?” “No, I'm fresh off the bus, so to speak.” “Well, you could... I mean if you wanted to... I don't.