Once the Maitre d' had seated us, and we had ordered drinks, I just looked mournfully at Monica and said nothing. This was her sell, and I didn't even...know what kind of property she had in mind.She took a deep breath and began. "First of all, I want to tell you again, I love you, and I don't ever want to lose you. No matter what. I'm not going to tell you everything now, just enough for now. More later when the time comes. I'm not hiding anything, but I do want you to come to the same. ”“You said that before. My eyes tell me you are still wrong.”Alan leaned forward and held up a finger. “I mean to say that should not exist. Not, and this is the important part, according to the Bible. Which, as I hope I have established, I was something of an expert on and sufficiently jaded to question its inconsistencies. Do you recall what I said about the word Hell?”“That it is an incorrect translation, apparently of four different words.”“Indeed,” Alan said. “Every instance of the word. Just the sight of them was me getting horny; but I just sat back and admired the view. My cock was hard.When she finished picking up her books, she walked a little and quickly sat down. Then, she said, "Sit with me," and patted the seat. I sat down with her.We talked about nothing. Soon she told me that she was really hot and asked if I minded if she take off her coat and unbutton a few buttons. I told her it was fine with me.She unbuttoned her top button, and then the next one revealing a pair. ” I watched, fascinated, as Jim got down, struggling to control his cock which seemed to have a life of its own. Then I sat on the edge of the desk and lay down on my back as instructed, wondering what Janine had in store for me. “Bring your knees up and spread your legs.” Jim was standing at the end of the desk facing me and his cock again throbbed as I drew up my knees and spread my legs wide. Janine reached over and slid her finger along my juicy slit, not once but three times until she.