Slowing my stokes down I milked it dry but left a nice long string of cum hanging from the tip of my dick. I then turned facing directly at her then w...ipped my cock up at her and let the cum drip shoot straight towards her. Watching it hit the hallway floor she then glanced back up to me and looked me right in the eyes. With a shit eating grin, I shook off all the cum from my dick and pulled the suit all the way up and began to close my curtain. I could see her one hand was still diddling her. “Are we still going with Plan A? Because that’s me.”“Well, I have something unusual to ask you, and yes, you are still Plan A.”Unusual was getting to be the norm for the day, the chemistry professor thought.“Thank you, that’s good. What’s up?” he asked her.“Well, you know how a while back there was that complaint about the MAD fraternity that they had managed to make the clothing disappear of some of the girls who attended a party.”“Yeah, it was all really embarrassing, because they planned. These were not there before when I was making the bedroom. These ones looked warn as the heel was slightly darkened by the shoes. These didn’t have any cum stains but smelt of her perfume and the foot area smelt sweet and really pleasant. I quickly closed the door and continued to smell and feel these nylons. They were not as soft as the tights I felt on the prior day but that didn’t matter because I was in sheer heaven. I took my cock out of my pants and slid one of the stockings over my cock. ’ Zev raised a hand. ‘By the way, one of the guys in the lobby was a little aggressive with him— and I mean as if a Palestinian had walked in off the street.’ Morgenstern cocked his head. ‘And?’ ‘This guy took him out with a Bic.’ Morgenstern thought about it for a moment. ‘I assume you mean the crappy ballpoints, and not the lighter?’ Zev nodded. ‘Jammed the tip right into his hand. So, we knew this guy must have been serious when he wanted to talk with you. He’s either an assassin, or someone.