"Sorry, John," my father said, "I would have thought this easier than it looks. Can you come to the doorway and stand? I can show you things that way.... Yes, but I need help up," I replied.My father and Special Agent Downs got me to my feet. I crutched over and stood at the doorframe.When my father opened the mirrored medicine cabinet over the sink I almost laughed. I also knew why he called me in. It was stuffed full. I knew my stuff by sight, but he didn't. So he went down the line, pointing,. .." and with that her arm tightened around my neck and she pumped her hips against my body, cumming like a fucking rock star. She pounded into me, moaning and straining as the waves surged through her middle aged body. I've never seen a girl cum so long. I kept wanking her until she was hanging onto me like a life ring in the water, limp and exhausted.Without looking at me, I felt her hands unfastening my jeans. In a few second they were at my knees and she was tugging my compression shorts. So she did whatever it took to delay the inevitable. Renee supervised the circ desk, a little older and weathered, she looked well on her way to becoming the stereotype, even putting her brunette hair up into a bun. Nicole quickly learned that her immediate boss was easily agitated, lashing out over minor mistakes. But of late, Renee had been quiet, sequestered mostly in her office, busy in her office. Leaving Nicole to wonder if the ax would fall as she went into her office. “Nicole…” Renee. I had already enrolled and pre-registered, and received a packet of information, but so had everybody else. I went over there early in the morning the day of registration, parked, and took my packet and found the line for A-B and went to the end. By mid-morning I was at the head of the line. A registration person read over my paperwork and walked away to a massive table filled with boxes of computer punch cards. She fished out two punch cards, one for the physics section I wanted and another.