They might have started that way, but they certainly didn’t stay that way,” she went on, her voice growing husky. “I’ve had so many fantasies ...bout you Sam. About us together.” She placed her hand fully on my forearm and ran it along it, “We could make them a reality.”I managed to speak despite my mouth being bone dry, “You’re-”“I’m what?” She cut me off. “Willing? Ready? I’m not your student anymore. I’m not asking to date you, I’m going away to college at the end of the summer and I want to. Then I yelled back, “Hey, fuck you! I don’t work for you, you freakishly big dicked negro! I work for your boss. I agreed to do four scenes this weekend and I have three to go. I just spent two fucking hours getting crammed full of eight cocks that are probably each a foot long. I need to recover for an hour or two so why don’t you let some of that blood that makes your dick hard drain back into your brain so you can use it to figure out how to make a fucking bed.”I could hear him laughing. ‘I’m pretty sure they know what you did. Maybe it’s not America, but we still have TV here, you know. You’re probably the only spy we’ve ever caught.’ ‘I wish they’d catch another one and get the spotlight off me for a while.’ Arthur sighed. ‘I know they made a big deal out of it, but all this worry about me is way overblown. Why should anyone be afraid of me? I’ve got to be the worst spy ever. I get caught on my first mission, worse, I didn’t even know I was on a mission.’ Khoras tilted his. "However, Sarah, I remember your arguments when it came to giving Paul his punishment and David's judgement. The deferred payment plan, we called it in the office. You will receive ten strokes of the strap now and I will keep a further ten with the strap and ten with the cane as insurance against your good behaviour for the next six months. The students know you were fighting so they will expect to see you punished." How... ?" How do you think I came here? One of them told me what was going on.