"Margot and I were just relaxing," Wendy said. "would you like a beer?" "No, I can't, I'm not old enough," Jody replied. "How old are you Jody?"...I asked, trying to keep it light, despite of the heat in my pussy. "I just turned 18" "That's a good age. If you want a beer, we won't tell," Wendy offered again cordially. "No thanks, I never really liked the taste of alcohol. It sure is warm in here" he remarked about the atrium. "I know, but the plants are so beautiful, especially. He leaned back in his seat and I know had his hard cock in my hand. Without thinking, I went down on him, taking his dick between my lips. Spurred on by lust, I urgently felt the need to have him fill my mouth. I paused for a moment. I savored the moment. I savored the feel of his cock in my mouth, the flavor, the soft but firm form of his manhood.I moved my lips and tongue up and down the engored, fat head of his beautiful dick. I loved the feeling as the ridges of his helmet moved over them.. An arrow hit the rock where I was lying and the archer, seeing he missed, had dropped his bow and was trying to get his rifle to bear. I hit him three times the last in his head as he was falling. Another rose up almost in front of me, shocked beyond believing when I dropped the rifle and went for my shotgun. He was literally on top of me before I could get it to bear, the barrel almost against his chest. The shot knocked him backwards and he remained standing for a few seconds, looking down. I. ’ That night Connie burrowed into my chest wanting cuddles. ‘I’m afraid,’ she said, quite plaintively, stroking my chest. She gazed into my eyes and she was right, she was frightened. ‘Connie,’ I assured her quietly, ‘You are highly intelligent. You handled all your coursework well and you weren’t even trying the last time. You only fell at the exams. This time you’ve got a strong incentive to succeed, and after last time and what followed you’ll make sure history doesn’t repeat itself. Listen.