“I just entered the community college.” Brandy was nineteen and said she planned on being a business major. She asked what I did for work and I sa...d that I was a part time fiction writer and an English instructor at the college. “Oh wow!” she exclaimed. “Do you tutor?” “Not normally,” I responded, “But if you needed tutoring, I’d certainly figure out a way to make it happen.” Brandy twirled a finger in her long blonde hair and smiled. Her mischievous look and provocative finger twirl in her. She kissed me on the forehead. ‘Yes, Alan, it hurts.’ I turned my face up. We kissed, a slow soft kiss. She snuggled on to my lap with our lips still locked together. A phone rang. I answered it. It was for me. My aunt was ringing to say that her grandson had developed spots, possibly chicken pox. The family get-together was postponed or even cancelled. We might meet up in the New Year, maybe. I thanked her, hoped that the grandson would get better soon and wished her as happy a Christmas as. “Now we’re going to have sex,” she said matter-of-factly. My eyes widened right open. “I’m going to play with myself, then give Tommy a blowjob. Want to watch? It would be so cool!”“Uh, thanks but no.”“You sure? I love to have guest photographers, and while I only do Tommy, Tommy likes it when I get it on with ladies on camera.”Jesus, she just hit on me! Then again, she was totally hot, and I would definitely do her. Still, not on a boat and not on camera. Well, okay, sure on a boat, but. My prey screamed for all she was worth in the back but the gag muffled her cries so only I could enjoy them. It didn't take long to make the drive to the old warehouse district in the city. I pulled the van into the warehouse and got out and shut the door behind me so no one would happen to see inside. I opened the van's back door and threw her over my shoulder. She struggled in my grip, her ass wiggling against my head. My steps echoed off the walls of the empty warehouse as I carried her to a.