He grabbed me by the hair pulled me over to my desk he called me a tease, he said I was always flirting and trying to get him worked up only to leave ...im hanging and he was tired of it.He had a tight grip on my hair and was calling me a slut as he dragged me to my desk. I had tears in my eyes from the pain but the moment the word slut left his mouth I felt a pulse between my legs. Was I a slut for flirting with a married man? I definitely enjoyed it. Soon as we got to my desk he cleared it off. Freia hadn't been particularly interested until now."Well, Dad," Heath drawled, "It's going well, all things considered. What specifically did you want to know?"Freia's Dad, Norman (or "Nord" as he was known, originally short for "Nord the Nerd") had been extremely overprotective of his children ever since their mother had died. He knew that Heath, being the full-blooded 20 year-old that he was, would probably be involved in sexual intercourse, but it wasn't a topic that he'd ever felt. Using just short strokes at first, she gradually gained a little confidence and started stroking a little faster along the full length. “Oh, did you…er?” She asked, stopping her movements Steven smiled, looking down. “No, that’s pre-cum…it comes out a little when I’m horny and being stroked! Do you want to taste it?” “What does it taste like?” “Why don’t you find out?” Steven put his hands on her shoulders, pushing down, as if to tell her to get on her knees. Jacie crouched slowly, unsure,. But if you tell anyone else, skip all the tech details. That was a give-away, okay? But that was a majorly awesome job, though."Roger looked thoughtful. "Something's bugging me ... I know, it's about Cirota. I wonder where he was, the assembly was his kind of show." Um, Cirota had to be at a prosecutor's office in Riverside County ... uh oh," Don stammered. "Oh shit."Cynthia grinned at him. "Don, you may be a great tech guy, but don't even think of becoming a spy, you hear? So give, what other.