.." Ah! Let us act like men, yes? Men that are friends. You are still a friend, John?" Of course," John said, "why do you ask?" Because I need one. Co...e, you have vodka?" John went to the cabinet and produced a bottle. "No, John, I don't mean that shit." He then drew a bottle from his uniform coat. He wore the winter dress of a Colonel of a Russian armoured brigade.He came into the room, looked around carefully, before taking a seat by the kitchen table. John fetched some glasses and pushed. “I’m fine, maybe just nervous,” I whispered back again.After everyone had been seated, I took my place, introduced myself, and started my presentation. Although I avoided looking at him throughout the entire 30 minutes, I couldn’t help but wonder if he remembered me and if he was watching me. After I’d said all I could, I scanned the room waiting for questions, or better yet something to show me that I’d aced it, or at least kept my job. I couldn't help stealing a glance at Mr. Big Smile. To my. ‘Be in your dormitory in five minutes,’ she purred into Ron’s ear, as she gave him one final kiss and stalked off towards the dormitories. Ron’s pulse quickened and he felt his cock twitch excitedly in his boxers. Ron waited impatiently a few minutes, and then made his excuses to his fans, saying he was tired and needed to go to bed. They all cheered as Ron left, giving him final pats on the back as he hurried off to the staircase and up to the 6th Years boys dormitory. The room was fairly. "Straddle the coffeetable, Angie. Facing us. You won't be seeing your favorite movie tonight. Sorry." Shesaid. Angie moved forward and spread her legs, steppingover the solid wood table. Her face was inscrutable, but her body betrayedits needs. Kat reached between her legs and grabbed hold of the vibroballs,yanking hard on the string. Angie gasped and cried out as the string of bellspopped out of her. Her own juices dripped from the toy dangling in Kathy'shand and small trickles began to stream.