"I had to be honest," she said. I told her that I was stunned, that no one had ever said I was attractive, and I was grateful to her. "You are more th...n, attractive, Pete. I hope you don't mind my telling you my panties get wet when I look at you in class." I was shocked! Teachers just didn't talk like that. Embarrassed, I said goodnight and went to my room.Next Monday, as she stood in front of class lecturing on the relation between sines and chords, I noticed she was wearing a one piece dress. Did I mention this is a women only farm?A feminist thing started by my folks. Only the security are male and they only go rounds on the periphery. I enter my Italian marble floored villa. The luggage is here. I’ll unpack it later. First I set up my techie stuff. WiFi check. Laptop check. Music system check. Configure the bathroom accessories like jacuzzi and shower massager check. Check comfort of the bed. Check out the view(whoa)Set up the ups check. My lunch gets served. Veg fare. Yawn. I. Another 5 minutes or so had passed as I moved his head closer to me and leaned in and kissed him, no tongues just kisses, he kissed me back.Three or so minutes passed by and I whispered in his ear “Lift your arms up” as he did I pulled his T shirt over his head, his man boobs were floppy as was his chub hung over his pants. I ran my hand down over his chest and over his chub, then I unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down and off his feet, he was now sat in just his old white Y fronts with. .” She faltered, but steeled herself. “I wish him to be safe from death's touch. I want him back.” “I can give him back his life, this Knight of the Thorn. You must bear the price.” Millicent raised her eyes to the looking glass, and her eyes widened. Behind her, half-seen in the gloom, was a shape, a figure, shrouded in midnight black. Candlelight gleamed on bone that had never known the embrace of flesh or sinew. “What price?” Millicent whispered. “You,” He replied, and his voice.