"I handed him the lotion bottle, but it wasn't until I felt his cock slidingback into my hole that I realized some things. He had just called me Dad!...And earlier he was stroking my cock! What the fuck?!! I thought in apanic. Was he no longer sleepwalking?! I tried to crane my neck aroundenough to see if his eyes were open, but between the darkness of the roomand the pain shooting through me as his dick sank in deeper, I couldn'tsee. "Ivan?" I said."Yeah?" Are you . . . awake?" Of course I. "He snorted. "I'd be happy keeping my scholarship. My dinky ten grand scholarship." He carried his tray to the table and Scarlet sat across from him. "Do you remember me saying you remind me of someone?" Yeah..." I figured out who." He retrieved his cell phone and opened it. "McKenzie Phillips." Oh -- she's way prettier than I am." I mean young McKenzie Phillips -- from American Graffiti days." He turned the screen toward her. "This is a still from the movie." She has a much nicer nose." There. Graph. I guess that makes you a good student. I am so glad that you want to keep your life intact. Plus, you have to admit to yourself that you liked how I made you feel last time. Also I think your a little curious about how good I am going to make you feel this time. Here is the deal. You will wear a white thong and white stockings and garters. You will wear white stiletto heels, the kind that show your toes. You will not wear a bra. Are you ready for the next part Mrs. Graph? Is the suspense. “Some bad boy would get you behind the sofa, perhaps.”“Oooh.” She edged towards the end of the sofa and I danced with her round behind it.“So,” she continued, “all his friends would be watching, while...” She came in and ground against me.“He’d be showing you off to his mates,” I fondled her ass, then rolled her skirt up to find thin, seamless boy-cut panties, “about what a gorgeous ass his girl has, in these thin seamless panties.” I fondled her ass through the taut, fine fabric.“He’d expose.