“I will most probably have a talk with the school or even with someone at the college. They always have student support people around so getting som... basic stuff shouldn’t be a problem. The biggest thing will be, does he want to be helped?”“We have been talking a lot since Saturday, he knows that there won’t be a better chance than what you are giving him. If he steps out of line, you just let me know!” Cathy had then hugged Jon. “Thank you for what you are doing.”The Dealerships had said that. "Is this the office of Mark McDonald? Terror of the engineering department, tyrant of his domain, ruler of math classes, and nominee for Professor of the Year?" came the familiar voice."Stephanie!" I cried, "Come in and make yourself to home!"Stephanie came in alright, but she was carrying two cups of hot coffee — and not the stuff that they call coffee from the vending machines. It looked to be the real McCoy!"Oh Ms. Michaels, that smells like the nectar of the God's! To what do I owe this. I told her that she needs to get out of those wet clothes and warm up under the blanket. She was a little hesitant at first but then I told her that I would wait outside while she changed. She agreed and I went outside, then I heard her say that it was okay for me to come back in. I got some hanger out of the lockers to hang her clothes on so they would dry. Then I noticed that she had taken all of her clothes off(bra, panties and pantyhose). She was completely naked under that blanket sitting. My head tilted back, eyes closed, heart racing with compelling adrenaline. He finally lowered himself between my legs again, and my cunt shot up like a bullet to press up against him. I didn’t think it could get any better, until I felt something soft and wet on my left breast. He began sucking teasingly at the tip, not quite biting but gently grazing at my nipple. Oh James, I sighed half wittingly, don’t stop. His tongue moved feverishly like he wanted it as much as I did, and my cunt ached.