. me... die."Nick heard a distant banging on the front door. There was shouting and yelling. Wood split with force that made all the walls shake. Nick...heard a gunshot ring out and a final scream.Footsteps came barreling down the hall and his door was kicked in. The light from the hallway tortured his dried eyeballs and a tortured moan escaped his lungs. He heard a deep male voice call out, "Call for an EMT!" No!" Nick wanted to protest through the gathering fog, "just let me die. Let this. She hesitated at the threshold then walked over and gave me a big hug. Yes, her tits were firm as they pushed into my T-shirt covered chest.After she left I poured myself a drink and jacked off. At my age thinking about screwing her was a wonderful fantasy that would probably never come true.She had this class three times a week and we met after each, first of all catching up, and then going over the newest material. As we sat next to each other at the work desk, I noticed her parking herself. There where short moments she even got jealous, she should have been the girl, not that stranger. Other times she though she wanted to see more action and wished they would just start fucking the girl. Of course, it lasted just a moment before she told herself that it was her on the screen, not some strange, sexy woman.Having this dual sensation of both being a watcher and being humiliated turned her so much on she hardly manage to be standing still. When the camera followed a hand with red. Not that he would let me off the hook, ofcourse. "Um, I was sort of thinking knish?" "Sounds good." He turned to the waiter. "Two super knishes,please." "Alright, sir," said the waiter, scribbling. "And for you two?" heasked, turning to Bobby and Sheila. "Sorry," apologized Travis. "It sounded like a good idea to metoo. Hope you don't mind?" I shook my head. "What's a knish?" asked Sheila. At least I knew that much.***00:47 14 Dec "So is that ALL you do for.