’ ‘So it’s Martin now, is it?’ ‘Yes. Now where were we?’ ‘I think that it’s about time that we see if you’re as good as you look. Co...e with me.’ She led the way to my bedroom. My clothes ended up in a pile on the floor alongside hers, and we ended up in a pile on the bed. She seemed to be satisfied with my performance. ‘Wow, I lost count of the number of times that I came, whatever is Emma thinking of, letting you go?’ ‘I have to admit that sex hasn’t been that good of late, she just didn’t. President, sir. My personal living arrangements are none of your business. My life once I leave these halls is none of your business. If you have examples of damage I’ve done to young minds, bring them forward. I have one of the best departments in the school, or even in our system. Many enroll here just for that, check the numbers. If you don’t think it suitable for me to be here, fire me. Other than that, stay the fuck out of my personal business. Are we clear here?’ I thought he might. I swear.”If the figure could hear her, it didn’t let it show. It stepped back a second and pulled something out of a bag attached to its hip before coming forward once more and placing a hand against the window. As Joyce cried in fear and begged to be let go, the figure placed their object on the ground outside the door. Joyce pushed her face close to the window to try and get a glimpse at what it was. The object was small and cylindrical with a tab on its top that reminded her of the pin of a. It’s that small. So maybe it’s my style.” She said and sounded ironic and happy.I nodded again and couldn’t do else but being impressed by her great sense of humor and its combination with her bare erotic aura.“You can help me.” She said dry and lured me with her index finger as she walked slowly backwards onto the dressing rooms.I followed my mistress into the small room and found myself pressed onto the backside wall as she turned.“Would you help me undoing those pants, baby?” she asked.I got.