Even though I had dated my boyfriend Tim for nearly a year, I liked to get naughty online without his knowledge. That is how I met Jay. A fit, classy,...dark skinned professor and even though Jay nearly doubled my 22 years, we shared a lot of the same kinky ideas when it came to sex. We had a mutual respect for one another but also would chat about some of our dirtiest fantasies without judgement and when Tim and I planned a three week visit to Dallas, Texas, it was a perfect time to finally meet. It was not that Mioki had been a bad student. Actually he had been able to corrupt her even faster than he had anticipated. She was his now and there was nothing Christopher or anyone from his realm could do to save her. She had not only sinned against herself, a serious but forgivable offense, but she had also corrupted others and used them for her own selfish means. No, he thought, Mioki is mine. She may continue to amuse me until her time is up, but her soul has been corrupted, she is. I asked him if it had a 350 in it. John seemed surprised that I knew what he was talking about as he told me what the entire engine had in it. My dad is sort of a car guy himself, I said smiling at him. Yeah, Bill has helped me a few times on this one, John replied. He never told me he had a lovely daughter like you, John added flashing me a smile. Panic came to my face as I turned from John. I did not know that John knew my dad. I began to wonder just what else John knew about me. The panic. "You've done this before, sweetie pie?" he said, widening his grin, confident of his assumptions, aware of a growing nervous quiver in my flesh. He smiled to himself, already certain I was a good investment—with little practice and exposure, I can gain confidence and learn to dance and be a star in his club.He did not suspect it was my mounting anticipation—an eagerness to display my allure, to show my captivating charm—yet bluffing the truth of my sexual experiences while admitting my real.