Are you there?" Said Cassy.I snapped out of it and looked up at her. "Oh sorry Cassy, I kind of driftedoff there for a moment."She just looked at me a...d smiled. " Hey I do that all the time in math." Shehanded me a folder and the asked "So can you proofread my application letterfor college?"I said that I would and that I would get it back to her tomorrow. She thankedme and left.Cassy is one of more interesting students. She was a senior and I had herboth Econ and as a classroom assistant.. When she returned, she had a large ruler in her hand and she used it to measure my throbbing dick. She used one of her hands to push my dick against the ruler. “4 inches, not much is it? Not like your father” As she disappointedly read out the measurement my dick gave a twitch against the ruler, a big drop of precum spat from my dick and landed on the ruler where one of her fingers was marking where my dick ended. “You seem to have little control over yourself, don’t you? I think we. “(Note: If I Can’t Have You was written by Barry, Maurice and Robin Gibb, The BeeGees, in 1977. It was originally sung by Yvonne Ellman on the Saturday Night Fever soundtrack. It was later released by the BeeGees as the ‘B-side’ single with Stayin’ Alive. It reached the top spot on both the US Billboard and Canada’ RPM top singles charts.)Lynette was staring at me the whole time I was singing that high-pitched BeeGees’ song. She stopped playing after the chorus, and turned to face me. “Holy. My visit lasting three days – or to be more precise, for exactly sixty-nine and three quarter hours. And the fact that my visit was at such a very late stage in my life, should give heart to those who have not yet been offered the chance to go there. And my admission that, even if the devil himself (or herself, or itself) offered to exchange an additional ten years of life for just one of the hours from one of those days, I would immediately and unhesitatingly refuse it – should convince anyone.