This time I decided to touch it. Touching it felt good so I touched some more, rubbing the small shaft up and down from hairless base to pink head. Th...t felt amazing, like nothing I'd ever felt before. I remembered the black dome camera positioned in the center of my ceiling, and immediately slid under my blanket to attempt to shield myself from suspicion. Somehow in my innocent mind, I knew what I was doing wasn't supposed to be seen. And from the privacy of my blanket I continued my journey,. Nevertheless, my seemingly retiring young man was not as timid as I thought, but when danger threatened, he had turned out to be a man of decisive action. He was in fact being hailed as a hero.Later that day I went over the plan I had concocted and re-evaluated my situation in the light of what I now knew about him now. I weighed up my conclusions after considering this new evidence about my proposed partner. In the end I decided nothing had changed except that he had probably proved himself. More than one young woman has come to me offering sexual favors for better grades and I've never been one to turn down a good deal. Men, however, can be incredibly stupid when it comes to sex and all it would take would be one student screaming to the school board, the media and all their neighbors about how one of their college professors was hitting on them. So I always let them make the offer, never asking for it outright.This time is different. I'd like to say that my decision was. It looks to be a very neat job. Where did you learn such skills?” I asked.“My mother was in the same trade, Mistress.”“By all means return in two days to finish the job and then send the bill to this address. I promise you will be paid promptly.”“Thank you, Mistress.”When she had left I went into the living room and lit the fire before settling into my armchair with a good book. A couple of hours later there was a discrete knock on the door.“Come in,” I called.Ms Nora came a little way into the.