He didn’t know if he could fool her, but he was going to try.They all shook hands, and Clipper and Girl collected Bear and his gear and departed. Th...y left town, still heading South, angling off to the East as the day progressed. Clipper didn’t want to just march directly to Wellston, that would be too obvious. He wanted it to look like an accident. Girl was no dummy, though.“Are you taking me to Wellston?” she said, conversationally, as they walked through the tall grass of a meadow.Shit. So. I sighed once more and took a sip from my water. Again I felt it, this time rising higher. I looked across the desk and saw her face, often so serious, light up in a girlish smile and break out in a half-giggle. I looked down and, bare-footed, she was running a pale foot against my leg. Her nails were painted, a kind of mauve to match her hair. Shyly, I smiled back, then bolted to the sanctuary of my notes. 'Why does Rousseau say that the General Will cannot err?'Still, she continued, rising. Lovely sight it was I then told her to undress me to which she did . We were only in our innerwears , I told her to bend backside and remove her panty , I was enjoying on seeing the vision and I Removed her bra with my mouth and was all over her biting her tits and kissing she was making some exotic moans and sounds.I removed my underwear and told her to give a blowjob which she rejected first but later started giving it. Omg what an amazing feeling it was , I was very much enjoying and was. "It was... you know... all right. I'm not really into that sort of thing... but... you know." Of course, hon," she said. "Well I'm here to tell you that I've never faked a genuine orgasm." Really?" he asked."Really," she confirmed.He wandered off, pondering that information, not realizing until later that she hadn't actually answered his question at all.Later, a mid-thirties woman wearing a smart pantsuit and a designer blouse, her hair done just right, approached and gave a steely glare at.