I love her to death. Which got me wondering… did she have feelings for me this whole time? And why did it take so long? And why can’t I stop think...ng about her? Ugh…” Fancy said, reaching for her phone. Jezebel stopped her.“Honey. You know the rules… step away from the phone.” Fancy put her phone away. “Hmm. Pretty college girl. See, the thing is she might think you think differently of her because of who’s she attracted to sexually or she might not see you again. Do you like her?" Jezebel. Jeanne had only recently become fully cognizant of what her clit could fully do and now desperately wanted Paul to lick it. She’d had young men lick it before but they hadn’t been grown up and she was sure that his adult, well trained, beautiful tongue lapping her clit…running over her pussy lips and then sticking inside her as his mouth moved up to suck her clit….“Paul!”“Yes, Jeanne” Paul hadn’t noticed her exposed tits yet. The rest of the class was back stroking—per the assignment-- and. She is in a bathrobe and my mind starts wondering, like 90% of the time, thinking of things that get me in trouble. I ask what the hell she is going to hang up in the hallway. She looks at me, weird silence moment and we talk about anything with each other. She grinds after a few seconds and says I will show you but first I have to do something. She goes in her bedroom and comes back a second later with a blindfold. I am very interested what these have to do with each other. she ask me to. “I am sorry, I’m new to this field, I don’t know where to start!” she said almost crying. “Well, I can’t invest time in a model who is not ready, which is a pity as you are beautiful!” he said as he stood up. “Well I can get a portfolio!” she said trying to regain his attention. “You do that, you have my number call me when you have got it sorted!” he said leaving a few pounds for the coffee on the table as he walked out leaving Cassie in the coffee shop.Cassie stayed inside the cafe with her.