“Could I maybe get a proctor to give the exams? Maybe one of my coaches would do it,” I suggested.She gave me a tight smile.“Let me worry about ...t. I just need to get your schedule for now.”I guess I would let her do her job.“The other thing I wanted to talk to you about is the SAT and ACT tests. We plan to offer them at the end of January. I understand that you would like to attend the prep classes. You have three options: you can either take it during your lunch hour, after school or on. Actually it was more like emptying my quiver of arrows into her. I stayed right there and pulled her down on top of me while I hugged and kissed her.Amanda said, “Thank you. I knew that I wanted you to be my first, the moment that I saw you. That’s why I had my mother check you out.”We cuddled and basked in the after glow until my cock shriveled up and slipped out of her. Then I took a nap.About eight hours later I opened my eyes. Amanda was still in bed next to me and the covers had been. There was no multiple printed photos to guide him. There was no physical muse. There was nothing but what was in his mind. Cigar after cigar, glass after glass of wine, and hours of standing before the canvas a new painting came to life before his concentrating eyes. Stroke after stroke, the chosen paint colors broughttogether the perfect image. And the image being brushed into existence was unlike any he had ever created before. As he continued, the erotic tale began to be written within his. “Maybe he’llbe better in bed. Or give me multiple orgasms. Wouldthat do it for you?” Ryan increased his thrusts, and tightened his fingersaround her arms as he usually did before he came. “What if he fucks my brains out all night long, andruins you for me, so I never want you again? Is thatwhat you want?”“Oh God,” bellowed Ryan, ramming himself into her onelast time, holding there for a few moments before hecollapsed on top of her. “Oh God, I love.