After class, Sheila walked by me and said, "I think it went well. We'll see."Wednesday we got them back. We were sitting on opposite sides of the clas..., but when she got hers back, I saw her light up with a smile, then she turned around, found me, and grinned at me.When class was over, she came running out of the lecture hall-and grabbed me in a hug! "Brendan! You're a damn miracle worker!" She held up her test-which said 91. "I can't believe I did this well!" I'm glad," I said-which I was, but. Before the enhancements, Dino had been one of the worst lays she'd ever experienced, and that was really saying a lot, because she'd been bedded by some real pathetic losers in her time.She'd been forty one years old back when Dino had first picked her. They'd been hard years back then, and Erica had needed to use her body, many times, just to try to keep a roof over her head, and food on the table for her, and her two teen aged children. Her kids had both been too old to qualify to be. I felt something when I saw it. From that moment on we talked. We talked about everything. We talked about our kids. We talked about our friends. We talked about everything. It was almost like we couldn’t talk enough. After the art show, we went to Starbuck’s and sat and drank Latte’ and talked until they closed. The next night we met at a little Italian place, Luigi’s, for dinner. We drank red wine and talked and talked. We never got around to eating. Every night for weeks we met and talked.. “What a good little cock sucking pet you are.”I blushed from embarrassment at being called a cock sucking pet, but the tingles were the good kind. I knew at that point how much lustful degradation affected me and I wanted to encourage him to do more. To let him know that not only was I fine with it but I wanted more.“Thank you Sir,” I moaned, sliding my mouth off his finger just long enough to speak. “I’m a little cock sucking pet for you Sir.”A smile formed on his lips as I continued to.