Melissa Sharpe was intently absorbed in whatever she was doing. I could hear music – classical music, in fact the 'Pearl Fishers' duet' – emanatin... from the tinny speakers of her workstation. When she realised there was someone in her pod, she squeaked, looked round, and started to stand when she saw it was me."Don't get up. I'm just popping in to see how you're getting on."Awkwardly, she adjusted herself back in her seat. "Oh. Um. Er ... I'm fine. Thank you. Er ... Mister Carpenter. Sir."I. Could ... would you lick me?" she finally got out while turning red in embarrassment. "Sara licks me a lot, but I never had a guy lick my pussy. I really like it when Sara does it." Do you lick Sara in return?" I asked just as quietly."Yes, we often do each other," she admitted turning even redder in embarrassment."OK, I can do that," I told her. "I've seen it done on the Internet sites." I slid my hand up under her skirt then, and discovered two things instantly. One was that Annie didn't have. "She gave me the address; the first floor of a two family house, not far from the campus.On Friday, I walked over to her place, on the way my mind wondered back to the tournament, how brutal she was, how totally dominant."Be careful, I thought, be on your best behavior, this is one woman you don't want to piss off." I got to the house right at 7:00, rang the bell and stepped back."A tall, lean redhead answered the door, "I remember you, you gave Lisa a pretty good fight last year; come on in.. We sat together and I put my arm around her. She rested her head on my shoulder, yawning with weariness."Sorry we couldn't go to the movie tonight," she told me."Understandable," I assured her, stroking her hair.A minute went by. Finally Nina asked, "Bill?" Yeah?" How did you know Daddy was having a heart attack?"I had been afraid of this question, though I knew it was coming. I didn't enjoy lying to her."I read a lot of medical texts," I told her. "It's kind of a hobby of mine. I thought about.