. rape and masochism." Masochism?" That's what I was told. A woman named Delta Murphy has brought the charges against them. They haven't been arrested...yet; they're waiting for a judge to come back from golfing or hunting or some such bullshit, to sign the warrant." He sat down behind the desk, propping his feet on top. "I want you to get down to the Arena, ASAP. I want the scoop on this story. You fuck it up and I'll see you busted back to the mailroom, understand?" Is that a threat?" I didn't. The way I saw it was that after he left on Friday evenings, my time was my own and I was free to do what I liked and what I liked was to find like minded girls of my own age who would enjoy being naked and dirty with me, there was no shortage!Our little arrangement lasted for over twelve years during which I accumulated a nice little nest egg, my own new car and a wardrobe any successful call girl would have been proud of.It was a Monday morning when he didn't turn up for work, instead we were. The next half hour they kept up their stamina by continuously fucking in the same missionary position, Richard still humping away as Wendy continued thrusting her naked body upwards whilst amazingly still French kissing. Eventually the point of no return was reached which Richard knew was happening as he speeded up his thrusts, fucking Wendy now faster & harder until he could hold back no longer as he exploded his hot fountain of sperm deep inside Wendy.He let out a long drawn out grunt groan. . Please don’t open it ... Please don’t open it... “We, uh, really need to get to class now,” I added, starting for the door. “Or we’ll be late...”I wanted to run away and quickly. But the time for leaving had passed. None of my other band mates were helping by just standing there.So it got worse. Dr. Kendall’s hands were separating the handles. He was peering inside.And then: “Holy shit...”I looked up. Everyone did, of course. One could maybe get away with that utterance behind his closed.