Mom thinks that she has a sense of humor.”That got Rhee out of her stupor. “Oh, like you don’t think the same. Your mom has the same sense of hu...or that you do, Pot. Or, are you Kettle?”“Oh, you’re so funny.”“Umm, was your mom wearing only a t-shirt?”That knocked me back. My mind re-played the mental videotape and I then responded, “Uh, maybe.”“I thought that I saw her butt cheeks poking out briefly as she turned to go.”My mind went racing. I have figured out in recent years that Mom rarely. "My name is Professor Jack Lasion. I like to pretend I'm one of you every semester to get a feel for how this class will be." Oh fuck, I just told the professor I wasn't looking forward to his class. "For those of you who were late, I'm not going to make this easy for you. Prepare to be on time because the real world is not going to wait for you." He looks at me as I blush. Here we go with the syllabi review… 3 exams? Great, just great. One of them is on November 7th, my sister's wedding. What. I fumbled around on my bed, trying to uncover my phone that had been buried in the sheets when he had gotten up this morning. I pulled my contacts list up and clicked his name, calling him“Yes?” a voice answered.“Where are you?” I asked as I pulled my panties up.There was silence for a few seconds“Still there?” I asked impatiently“Yeah I am, sorry. Someone was saying something to me. Im finishing up at the gym and ill be there to get you soon.” He said“Ah, all right”“Bye, love you” he said as. It is two blonde young females giggling while they sit extremely close together in a booth. “Sara and Crystal….they are playful!”, she says to you. You turn your attention back to the bartender. “Playful?” you ask in a curious tone. “Yes. very. They are young and untamed.” You're not sure if it's the drink making your head a little fuzzy or something in the air. You ask the bartender what's good on the menu. She licks her lips slightly…. “Depends. How hungry are you?” You dick jumps and.