"Yes, Dear. All men are pigs, huh?" You got that right. What do you do when you see a woman whose tits are hanging out?" Look." See? All men are pigs.... So, you mean you wouldn't look if you saw a guy's dick hanging out?" Maybe. But it would only be to compare and see if you're really the stud I think you are." Oh, I see. Some other guy's dick is going to decide how much a stud you think I am?" Jack, you're getting off the subject. You told me you would listen. If you want to have a discussion. ”“I guess more is better than less in this case.” Denise told her.“If it were my life, I would think. the same thing.” Jack told her. “Director Richards is going to ask me how you and your crew are doing...”“We’re good. We’ve been maintaining a security posture, but we’ve seen nothing that would indicate that we’re being watched.” Denise told her.“I’ll let him know then.” Jack told her. He reached into a bag at his feet and pulled out a plastic container and handed it to Denise. “These are for. I didn’t have an explanation so I said I am having chills and can’t seem to get warm. She slowly approached my bed and asked if there was anything she could do. I said I didn’t know because the chills weren’t going away. She asked if I needed more blankets. I told her that I didn't think more blankets would help because the cold was more internal than external. Chills come from the inside not the outside. She asked if I wanted her to wake Mom. I told her their was no need to disturb Mom's. Now, watching as she feigned being studious, he couldn’t help but think about how cute she looked: eyes focused on the teacher, pen at the ready, her back as stiff as his cock. This was going to be one of the longest fifty-six minutes of his life. Finally, the teacher’s voice penetrated through his lust haze when he heard: “Last of the Mohicans” “We will be watching the movie for the next two days. No notes are necessary, as I’ll be spending this time grading your essays. But pay attention!.