They’re slick with pre-cum. ‘What the fuck is happening to me…? How can I possibly…’ “Don’t just stand there, girl! Bend your arse over ...hat table and slide those dirty knickers down. I wanna see you strip.” I can hear the slick sounds of him wanking as she performs for him. He grunts and mumbles his approval as I’m forced to imagine the scene. I can see her long, shining blonde hair cascading around her shoulders. I can see the lustful look in her eyes as she cups her heavy tits. I imagine her. .I was teaching class and a knock came on the door. I opened the door to my surprise it was the assistant principal with the new student, you. I froze for a minute making sure that my mind was playing tricks on me, I regained my composure, told you to come on in, and welcomed you into the class. It was an open seat at the front of the classroom, you found the seat in the classroom and sat down and I went back to my desk and sat down. I knew it had to be you. I will never forget your body. Then we'll have a few minutes to cumswap it." That was my lover, Dr. Michael.A week later, it was my turn. It was a slow night in the City and I wasn't in rotation for the next call. I'd just had a pissing contest with my driver and supposed partner. I ran into Michael. He could see I was steamed. He looked left. He looked right. Michael opened the door to the janitor's closet, grabbed me by the jacket and pulled me in. He pinned me to the inside of the door and tongue fucked me hard. He. Meanwhile, I was still looking for a way to go after Hightower directly, a risky proposition to say the least. My 'dummy' persona had proven a great way to avoid exposure but useless beyond that. Neither Jamie nor I could sense any kind of attack when 'David' was in charge. Either Bastion was worried that we had sensed him the first day and was intentionally not doing anything, or he was trying and failing. It was a critical difference, and not knowing made the next move not only dangerous but.