'Wait', I said, and got out of the chair and went alongside him, 'Let me make it more personalized', and he gave me both the card and a look that said...he understood.I lifted the lid of the copier, and followed with my blouse and placed both the ID card and my bare breasts on the cold glass, pressing the button, all the time my eyes never left his face.The A4 paper came out to reveal my perfect breasts and herd nipples in wonderful color and my ID card with all my details in perfect unity.I. Typing in the student’s number I send a note to him or her to see me asap. It was the end of a long, hot day and I was beginning to feel tired. The fan in my office spun relentlessly. I was not surprised when it was Cayla (not her original name of course) who appeared in my office. I like her as a student. Quite smart though not a particularly hard worker. Not what everyone would call ‘beautiful’, she has somewhat sharp features and even some evidence of faded acne on her forehead but her eyes. " She was right, as it turned out, Mom had a couple of years with Derrick(Deck) and Micah.I was a fifty year old, pear shaped elder losing my hair when we pulled in to the bay near our old house fifteen years later. Mickey had battled age hard, but her skin was dry, and she looked a little withered. Deck was built trim and squat, but Micah had inherited her mother's slender tautness, and though her breasts weren't much, both Mickey and I would smile at each other, thinking what a beauty the. .. that I'm not a man anymore." He looked out the window to regain his composure."I'm sorry. I don't know what you want from me." I told you I want you to seduce your mother." Just like that, does she know what you're talking to me about?" Hell no and don't you tell her either. She would die from embarrassment and then cut my useless balls off."I laughed and he began laughing too. The atmosphere seemed a lot less tense. The waitress sauntered up to our table and refilled our coffee cups. She.