"However", she added, "I don't understand why you are here. I thought that it was up to me to decide about us. I thought you were going to give me tim..."."I'm not here about us Angela. I am here about you".She stared at him perplexed as if it was the first time in her life that someone had said that to her. "Let's go to my room", she muttered. "We can't talk here".James nodded but it was clear that he wasn't expecting that reaction. Angela couldn't help herself though. She had sworn that she. As I stood up, she put her arms around me and we kissed and held each other.“Do you love me?”I had met this girl an hour ago and she was asking me how I felt about her, but yet, I knew. “Yes I love you.”“Will you do anything I want to prove your love?”“Yes I will.”“Are you sure?”“Yes, I’m sure.”“Well, I guess we will find out, won’t we?” and I wondered what that meant as we walked back over to the group. Harry was a little younger than most of the others and he was average in every way, but. We wouldn’t be sitting together in any event. The ceremony started at one with Dr. Lloyd welcoming all to the festivities. He carried on with some fluff before he caught my attention. ‘Our tradition is to start with the successful doctoral candidates and I shall not stray from that practice. I would like to say a few words about our first cnadidate, and that is a departure. ‘This young gentleman has compiled a remarkable and unique academic record at this university.’ I got chills. Who else. A similar picture of the same situation from a different perspective showed her with a look of extreme excitement and stimulation.There were many others, although one made me gasp in astonishment. It was one of a series, starting with my mother dressed in the usual way, but with a wedding veil covering her eyes. A second picture showed her kneeling in a sort of cradle that supported her shoulders. The veil had been lifted, but now she had a man's cock deep in her throat, with the glass version.