In the shock, I didn’t say anything and just sat there.He slowly started describing to me how he wanted to fuck me, the ways he wanted to do it. He ...aid everything about how he wanted to slap my ass and push his cock inside my ‘cute face’. After 15 minutes of detailed explanation, he stopped. I was sweating and lost my voice. I didn’t know what to do.He got up and said nothing. He asked for my number. After a few seconds, I just said it. I gave him my number. For months we just had chats.. I spent four years studying literature and never cracked a poetry book until I started Joe’s class.”“At Hunter?”“Yeah.”“So you’re going to use our program for advanced learning.”“I’m just sitting in now. It’s too late to get credit, or probably even pass the class, but I hope to start up working towards my masters. Probably gradually. But I figured any addition to my knowledge of literature couldn’t hurt.”“That’s the point. He any good?”“I think he’s the best I’ve ever. Kaha thoda aur lo aur jese hi usne thoda aur andar liya aur hath hataye lund pese to me ne uska sar pakad kar puta lund uske muh me dal diyaSeema ne jor se meri ki jhange pakad li kas ke mera unka lund andar bahar karne lage, thodi der bad seema ne ishare se kaha ke bed par let jao to me let gaya aur vo meri jhango ki taraf muh karke beth gayi aur uski ki gand mere muh taraf thi aur seema ne mera kala lund hath me pakda aur muh me lollipop ki tarah chusne lagi tabme meri seema ki gand ke sath. The senior officers whose likenesses Vashti had copied so exactly were nowhere to be seen. Beatrice looked around the room and soon identified the gruesome remains of what had once been the senior officers’ replicants. A single eyeball was lying on the ground. It was still looking around the room despite no longer being connected to a body. A disembodied hand was lying on a table and its fingers were moving in an uncoordinated fashion. By the door to the lavatory lay a penis that was twitching.