"Thanks, Steph, but everything is fine," I smiled as I tried to gloss over my inner fear. "Just a little tired, and worried, but nothing terribly impo...tant."Stephanie came up close to me, and took my arm. She looked up at me, with caring eyes."You know that if there is anything you need, that I can do to help you, don't hesitate to let me know," she said, in one of those voices that left you with the feeling that she was not just going through the motions, but with a tone that told me she. I took her to my bedroom and lied her on my bead, and gave her a kiss on her lips, as our tongues met each other; we sucked hungrily like we never had any food today.Then I slowly moved down and started pressing her boobs. She was crying with excitement and her sound echoed through the house, she was saying, sameer, come on do it, ahhhhhhhhhh…. Uh… I started sucking her nipples through the churidar, she asked me to remove it and suck it. I agreed to it like a slave and slowly removed her. To inhale you deep, to run my beard against the inside of your thighs, to trace kisses along your trembling skin as we work together to remove the lace that adorns your hips, to hover my lips over yours and feel the heat and the pulse of your passion against them, to lightly run my tongue up your smooth outer labia and across the throbbing hood of your clitoris, nestling my nose in your hair, would be all that I lived for in that moment. It would be everything to me. To feel your cunt acquiesce. The first thing that comes out of your finger tips, no editing, no revision.’ ‘Hell… Can I clean up the typos?’ Another pause. ‘OK. But that’s it, nothing else.’ ‘How do you know that I’ll follow those orders, Teacher? We’re five hundred miles apart and unless there’s something I don’t know here, there are no security cameras installed anywhere that will tell you what I’m writing or changing or revising’ ‘Because I asked?’ I smiled. ‘Good enough. How long do I have for this assignment,.