I'll do it, Mustafa. By the time it grows up, I'll have transformed it into a torture girl."The doctor smirked at this and he looked at Cecily severel...: at her flat belly and her Frankenstein breasts, and then down at her groin.Hmmm. He was excited.Cecily was wearing a satin blouse and a black pencil skirt with a deep slit at the back, but the Doctor's gaze held such power that he could see through her clothes to her flesh, and he wanted to fuck her. Cecily could read it, for his eyes were like. The operation will not be tomorrow. He has to stabilise again and maybe it will take a day or two” I said. She looked at me with wide open eyes. By now, like her, more than anything sex was foremost in my mind and I was thinking with my cock. But what I was thinking, she told.“So two more days, we will be alone here Adi. Skip college. We will spend every moment together. I will drain you of every single drop of semen in your balls and you will drain me of everything I have. I am going to take a. I began to constantly check my email for any sign of an email to meet Professor X regarding my poor grades. Everyday, I checked. One Thursday, I finally received and email from Professor X. I could hardly contain my excitement. The email stated: “Please meet me at my office tomorrow at 5 pm. I wish to discuss a private matter with you.” -Professor Xanthia So began the very first step in getting closer to my professor. The next day I visited Professor X in her small cozy office. “Please. Eventually there was a sign that gave the number of motels, but the first one and many of the others we noticed on the way, gave the number of rooms. I guess it's an attention getter. I know it got ours."Miles later, another sign gave a lesser distance to the town, and advertised things to see and do while there. To shorten a long story, we, like many others, had seen so many of those signs along the highway, over hundreds of miles, that my curiosity would not allow me to drive by without.