My dad is Mr. Brice,’ I laughed and she laughed with me. ‘Okay, I’ll try to answer your questions. What time do you want to meet and where?’ �...�Our parking lot garage. We’ll just take my car and I promise to bring you back unscathed.’ She smiled before leaving the room, after saying goodbye to my dad. We watched her walk out of the office. Damn, she carried herself well. My dad was looking at me. ‘She’s a beauty, isn’t she, son? Looks and brains. She graduated with honors from MIT. She must be. He said this how we start. being a college student I could drink rubbing alcohol. I slam two shot with him. he said now chug ur drink through the straw. he looks at me and says u feeling comfortable yet. I was confused how he knew I was nervous but I said yea thanks that really helps. he said good cuz that was everclear ur gonna be feeling really good soon.1hr 30mins later his friend arrives with a suit case. its a tall black beautiful woman. must be 6-1 at least, about 40 years olden really. Who is this? Some secret lover of my mother? Was she having an affair? Because I knew my father’s handwriting well enough, and, I knew they were not from him.But that day, the thong added some other spark in my imagination as I took them in my room and sniffed them all day long and jerked off endless times picturing my mother in it.Before my mother came back from school I placed them where they were before but some stains of my love juice were on them but I thought it would be unwisebto clean. I love watching your young bodies move around during the class, and I have especially enjoyed what I see when I look down between your legs as you sit in the front row. I would really like to touch you there. . .Would you mind?" Donnie was almost paralyzed with fear, but nodded yes, and didn't move when his teacher's hand was laid gently on his bare thigh and began to caress its way up to Donnie's crotch. Donnie felt a momentary shock when Miss Vogel's hand reached the hem of his shorts and.