“Have a seat at the bar.” I scrambled an egg into the mixture of refried beans and diced potatoes, and tilted the pan to slide the cooked eggs ont... a waiting flour tortilla. “Here you go.”“Do you have milk?”I served her a glass of milk, and then I prepared my own meal with another glass of milk. We ate in companionable silence, and I noticed, to my relief, that she still wore my ring. “Are you feeling better?”“I had a heart to heart conversation with myself while I was brushing my teeth and. . But this was worse. More pain and less of a fuzzy head to mask it out. Why was he like this now? He wasn't a student any more -- at least he remembered that much. He could feel the pain, but his head still wasn't working right. What had he been doing last night? Where had he been? A conference. Yes, there was a conference in there somewhere. Reno as well -- he'd been in Reno yesterday. Reno? Was that right? The conference wasn't in Reno, the conference was somewhere else. Concentrate, man,. Learn everything you can, and come prepared - and clean - to meet me tomorrow. Same time as last time. Do you understand?”Alissa was silent for a while, the only thing I could hear was her panting.“Sweetheart, do you understand?” I repeated in a more demanding tone.“Y-Yes. I understand.”“Are you going to do it? It’s better this way. We don’t want things to get messy, and, if it is, I’ll punish you.”Silence again.“Alissa, I don’t like when you leave me hanging. Nobody leaves me hanging.. The place had been open for weeks. Her dance ended and she disappeared. His balls ached.“Fuck” he thought “I have to go back to work with her.” He ate his steak, it wasn’t what he wanted. He still felt hungry, he was not in a good mood when he returned from lunch. Kunjal was at her desk, she had changed clothes. She wore a summer dress that was low cut showing off her cleavage beautifully, when she smiled at him his cock pressed hard against his trousers again. He dropped something in front of.