” “James told me he wanted to watch us,” said Sam.“Well, I’m cool with that,” said Priya. “But first I want to see what you have been ge...ting,” she replied. “Suck his cock, it looks like he needs it urgently.” Priya looked me straight in the eye and stared again at my obvious erection.The way she said it was more than a suggestion, it was confident, assertive, almost a command. I thought Sam was the most direct, sexually confident and uninhibited woman I had ever met but Priya’s instructions. Miss Lawrence, Carolyn Lawrence is the Director. She’s a tall thin woman of around forty-five. She’s attractive in a severe dark sinister way, her hair is coal black, there’s not a hint gray, it’s cut short in an masculine style. She wears no make up and always dresses in black, skirts or pants suits, her breasts are small, pert mounds and she has slim boyish hips but her most outstanding feature is her eyes. So dark they appear black and when she holds you in their gaze it’s almost as. Very slowly she turned the spout towards her face, it must have been at least a foot above her mouth.She told the people watching her that if she spilled anything on her body, everyone who felt like it, could lick it of her body. She controlled the force ot the stream that came out of the spout and it entered her mouth, letting it fill up, overflowing and wetting her face. The clear urine dribbled down over her tits and shoulders and some people moved to her and started licking the spilled pee. My first thoughts when I saw her was that she could not be taking this class seriously, coming in so late. Since she was sitting at the back of the room, I really didn’t get a chance to check her out, plus her tardiness had tinged my perspective of her and her commitment to participating in the seminar.At the mid-morning break, Jan came up to me to apologize for being so late. It appears that she from out of town and got lost between the airport and the university. As I took in her apology, I.