He urges you to accept my offer. You can ask him.”“Uh oh,” Dave said in a worried tone. “What’s been going on behind my back?”“I didn’... want to ask you if Derek couldn’t support your move to a new, outside post. I like him and value his judgment. I also don’t want to lose him as a friend any more than you do. If he were younger, I’d ask him, to tell the truth. He understands the CEO position, but I think you have most of that and are more daring on the job. What I’m thinking about requires. His cock was now fully erect, while it was around 9 - 10" long, it was even thicker than Tre's. Traci now was using both of her hands to stroke him since she couldn't even get close to getting her fingers around his entire shaft. I watched as her butt was moving in anticipation of having him inside of her. I looked between her legs and her pussy was so wet. I couldn't hold back as I slid two fingers inside of her and used my other hand to massage her clit. She was so incredibly wet and hot. The pain was concentrated and intense. It felt like her entire chest was engulfed in flames and that two hot poker irons were jabbed and then left on to brand her, but for Him she would walk on a bed of hot coals and not whimper or cry-out in pain. Then she heard it, the cuffs being released on her ankles. Such a relief she thought. Finally she could be free from sitting in this chair. Whew! Unfortunately, her wrists were still clasped together. She wished he would free those too, but He. Her emotional involvement in the state of public education was showing and he was trying to figure out why. That was a line of thought I didn't want him following, so I tried to distract him."George, would you like my phone number? Maybe you could call me sometime and we could meet and hang out or something?" That distracted him plenty. He nodded rapidly and started going through his pockets for something to write on. He snatched a napkin out of a dispenser and handed it to me with a ballpoint.