I asked her to make three copies. When she was done I handed the original back to her, one copy to Professor Adam and kept two?"For whom are those?" h... asked."One for Dr. Caddis, one for me." Excellent. Excellent. Now I won't need to give you the lecture on record-keeping." He laughed."I hope not, sir. When's the first class?" Tuesday at 1400. The conference room near my office." He turned to Jenny. "How many do I have?" Five or six." Good. Don't want too many. See you then, Gordy." He went. I did not get a lot of sleep that night. Neither did she. He stuck around and fucked my wife a couple more times until finally leaving around 3am. I jerked off like five times draining my balls. He climbs out of my martial bed goes to the bathroom and returns fully dressed. He is wearing work clothes and work boots like a construction guy might where. I didn't recognize him though. I wondered who he was and where he was from. He kissed her on the cheek and exits. Worth noting they never kissed. "Masculine," Cybill replies."Of course," my father says."But are you really?" she asks. "What exactly makes you masculine?"Briefly, I throw a quick look across the table. I can feel my father'sdiscomfort, but I know that Cybill will not stop, regardless how any ofus at the table feels."I think that's rather obvious, isn't it?" he says."I know what you're thinking," Cybill says. She, too, pauses to lookaround the table, as if to make sure everyone is paying attention to her."You have male. It checked out.The two of us kissed Bill. Mine was a bit hotter than Deena gets to display in a public setting, but she does this thing with her eyes. Bill knows what it means. So do I.Weather’s supposed to hold up for the day. We’re under high, thin overcast, good visibility, no rain forecast for our trip as long as we’re home before dark.Dark? We need to get our lights done on our home field. No lights. Strictly a daytime operation. Next time Mister Russ has a trencher loose in the area....