" Mr. Larkin stumbled and began again. "Miss Newly, I understand we had a little disagreement this morning with Ms. Blake." No disagreement, sir. I pl...inly told her to quit stealing my proposals and passing them on as her own. Sir." Janice sat up straighter in her chair which thrust her rather nice bosom directly at Larkin. "Ah hum, I see." Larkin stuttered. "You think Ms. Blake is not giving you credit for the work you put into your departments proposals. Is that it?" No, sir. I am saying that. Initially I did this to move her hips more deliberately back and forward over my hardness as I did she arched her back, moved away from me and with her eyes shut she totally surrendered to the feelings emanating from her pussy.After a few moments of this I slowly slid my hands up the sides of her body, making sure that her t-shirt came with it. First I was able to admire the taut flatness of her stomach, her waist so narrow that my hands almost met around it and her stomach as flat as an. It was a long shot, but she might be a member of the Blue Shirt Gang. If I were what was upsetting her, it was time for me to disappear. I turned toward the wet-lands and crossed the road to reach them. Conveniently, there was sort of a natural bridge along here where I could walk between ponds without getting my feet wet.Yeah, there it was. As soon as I turned away from the road, the woman’s disquiet disappeared. Dammit, she had to be a member of the Blue Shirt Gang. I walked in among the. “Well son how do you think your finals are going?” The general asked.“I’m hoping I’m doing………. No, I know I’m doing well, sir.The general and Hardy talked small talk for a little while about Hardy’s favorite classes and the professor’s he liked most and least and why. As they spoke the general would move his knees a little to the left and then to the right until the towel that he was wrapped in slid open. Hardy felt himself take a deep breath as he looked at the deans exposed hardware. Nestled.