Andrea Baker, Dept. of Fashion and Apparel Studies. It should have been Dr. Andrea Calkins, Dept. of Physics.Dr. Calkins had been one of Catherine’s...favorite professors. Although she was one of the toughest professors in terms of workload and grading, she was passionate about what she taught and had helped Catherine fall in love with physics all over again. She did have a few idiosyncracies, like her tendency to go on feminist rants once or twice a semester (usually when her latest relationship. " Sounds like fun." He kissed me and stepped back. "First, though, I thought I'd cook us dinner. As long as you don't mind me getting creative in your kitchen."He was offering to cook me dinner? "Not at all. Want some company?"He grinned. "Love some."While I minced tomatoes and onions, Mike sauteed scallops and shrimp in a light butter sauce and boiled fresh angel hair pasta. My contribution was blended with a bit of olive oil and vinegar and distributed on slabs of toasted French bread.When we. I bought it, along with several pairs of stockings and two pairs of heels. Then we decided to get something to eat. We found a small coffee shop and went in and ordered."Did you have fun?" Cathy asked as 'mom' went up and got a cake from the counter."Well, 'fun' isn't what I'd call it," I answered warily, "but I'm learning about clothes, and that's something I do need to know." I gave her a smile of thanks. "Just to show you my appreciation, do you want to go to the movies tomorrow night? . How do you want me to be good?” She continued her stroking. “Well... I think Leon would like to fuck me in a bed with silk sheets, black silk. And I know that he likes lacy lingerie, with stockings of course,” she added. “And it goes without saying that he’d like my pussy very smooth.” “It... is. I did it the other night, remember.” “Yes, I know, “ she told him. “But it felt a little bristly this morning. You wouldn’t want Leon getting his tongue or his cock sore would you?” Eric shook his.