"Kendra hardly moved except to pick up her textbook for a moment. "Can't you see I'm trying to write a paper?" Bullshit," Chelsea interjected. "You've...been trying not to write that paper for the last hour." Well, you haven't been any help," Kendra responded, a little too flippantly."Hey," Chelsea said, banging the plastic spoon she was wielding onto the bench. "I always help with your papers if I can." I know," Kendra said softly, immediately realising she'd stepped over the line. "Sorry. I've. "Rachael, I would like to have you meet our president." Sure," she replied, hesitantly.Denise gave a knock on the open door and they entered a richly appointedoffice. An impeccability dressed slightly older man with salt and peppergray hair looked up from his desk.Denise addressed him, "Carter, this is... ah... Eric Jeffreys," Denisesaid, stumbling over the introduction.As the man rose, Denise continued, "Eric goes by the name Rachael."Denise turned toward Rachael, "Rachael, this is Carter. As in Olympic Gymnastics and Skating, dares were scored according to degrees of difficulty, but also the T-B-D ranked degree of risk and level of unforeseen humiliation. It had everything which attracted Yvonne to daring.Yet this particular dare went beyond nudity and exposure and left one open to much more. The simple dare was that you rent a room at the YWCA for the evening. Once inside the room, take a long, hot shower and leave all your clothes except your panties and bra in the bathroom.. They proceeded to work my body and i was fucking in heaven. The attention, wetness and the there passion drove me over the top and i came hard into Emma throat again.Chris had a difficult time removing his tongue from my open asshole but with urging from Emma, he agreed and came up for air. They kissed over my now spent member and comment on how sweet i tasted after some giggles and some fresh drinks, we were ready for more. Emma on her knees, she pulled me behind her and pulled chris to her.