"She used to be my professor when I was in college. She's an exquisite human being and a wonderful person. I love her."Anne's eyes widened. "You're k*...ding? She's my favorite author. I have a few of her books and I've already ordered her entire collection online. Her writings really speak to me as a young woman." It did the same for me. If you're interested, we could grab a cup of coffee sometime and I could give you a few pointers for your thesis. I could literally talk about her books for. I eased the nylon up my legs, making sure they were straight andthat I didn't make any runs in them. I stood up to pull the stocking fully on. After some nervous and excited attempts I fumbled the stocking top to the belt. The other leg was soon also dressed and I walked to the chapel mirror to admire myself. I stood there, in stockings and black panties my man hood trying to force its way through the thin panties material. I felt so alive, so feminine. Maybe a bra? I still had hours left to. “we will start with small tasks, the kind of things you did in your past, in the room behind me is a large group of people, and when you go in there you will do whatever they want, they will fuck you brutally.” he told herShe was dressed in a low cut leather vest with nothing underneath, and very short cut short that didnt fully cover her ass. She smiled at the idea of a group of totally random men having their way with her, already she was getting moist and horny“when you are ready simply. Then, I noticed a flashing banner at the top of the screen. My name is Andrew Lake. I am a junior at Brickton High School, even though I just turned 18 last month. I dont consider myself unhappy, just a little out of place. Im a smart kid, but Im not the brightest bulb in terms of social interaction. I only had a few friends, all of which in similar situations as me, and not a single girlfriend throughout my school career. Hense, my porn addiction. Romantic relationships aside, I had a pretty.