Back to the present, Paul walked over to the bed where Mrs. Erickson laydown on. Her sensual lavender perfume was intoxicating. They had alwaysarrange... a meetup, a private session, on a Saturday night. Afterwards hewould get a nice fat deposit in his back account from Mrs. Erickson, apersonal gift if you will. He made sure he got his schoolwork done forthe week in time for this, so as not to disappoint Mrs. Erickson."Come on, baby, let momma give you some sugar....." she intoned, oozingsexual. ”Oh how matter-of-fact he was! As if he were at some board meeting discussing a client’s likes and dislikes.“M-Master... you asked me to... to speak... and, again I beg you to take me with you... as your slave... oohh Master...”“I shall consider the matter, Julia. And discuss it with my fiancee,” said Quentin perfunctorily.“Thank you, Master,” said Julia with cringing humility. “And... how soon will I know?”Quentin’s face hardened. “Don’t ask me stupid questions, girl,” he snapped. “In fact, I. Her touch was like an electric current flowing from her hand straight to my groin. When she started lightly caressing my leg, I began to get hard, and the longer she rubbed my leg, the harder I got. After just a few minutes, my hard on started to get uncomfortable in my jeans and a little difficult to hide. I tried to non-nonchalantly adjust myself, but it just wasn’t happening. Marie looked at me and innocently asked, ‘Is everything ok?’ Having agreed that friends should be honest, I chuckled,. You just did!” Moving quickly, he covered her mouth with a free hand. “Shhh! You’re going to wake your roommate.” Hadley batted off his hands. “She’s already awake, because she’s crazy. Don’t dodge the question, Marcus Jennings.” “If the goods are offered, I’ll look. Unfortunately for me, the sheet blocked my view.” The evil eye she had been known for with previous boyfriends and her family, faltered. Somehow this smooth-talking, over-confident man had weaseled his way into her very guarded.