I thought Beth was telling me no until she slipped my hand under her retro K. D. Lang T-shirt. She was wearing a soft bra, and I could feel her nipple... through the material. I could not help myself. I kissed Beth. She put her hand behind my neck and held me in place as she ran her tongue across my lips.I tried to pull away, thinking Emily might see us. Beth continued to hold me in place.Then we heard Emily, “What the hell do you think you are doing, Beth?”Beth pulled away from me quickly and. “This presentation is going to be stressful,” Candy explained. “He’s putting his escorts in the emotional state that Tom wants to remain in. They’ll help him stay calm and focused.”“I was just teasing,” Bettie claimed. “After this I’ll need a spanking.”Sir Issac came up on stage and announced that the program was beginning. The walls flashed with color and light—an abstract fireworks display, or a kaleidoscope. The walls dimmed to featureless gray as the stage was spotlit.“Lieutenant Lawrence. He shook his head sadly, murmuring to himself "Why does everyone have to be so rude anymore?"Still, his gaze lingered on the sleeping form of the young woman. Her baggy gray sweatshirt bore the logo of a major southern university. 'Ahhhh... how I remember my own college days. Classes in the morning, parties all night. It's amazing that I ever got anywhere at all in my life!' he thought, chuckling at his own private joke.Something inside him stirred at the thought of his own carefree college. I tried to ignore it and carry on driving, when I almost crashed the car when he reached out and put his hand on my crotch. “What the hell?” he said nothing, just unzipped my jeans and slipped his hand inside my boxers. He tried to take out my cock (by this time it was hard), but he couldn’t. I stopped the car – I’m sorry, I’m sorry he replied.I was quite shocked, but couldn’t take my eyes of the fat bird in the porno so my cock was still throbbing. I took it out of my jeans and he was very.