Now, why don’t we go dance before we get some more wine and talk some more?’ Denise unconscientiously followed Max’s lead, removing her jacket a...d hanging it on the back of her chair before she stood, smiled, and said, ‘Okay, let’s go show everyone how to Calypso.’ * * * * * They were both tired and sweat covered their bodies, when Max asked, ‘Are you ready for another glass of wine and some more conversation?’ ‘Wine definitely, conversation only if it’s not about my former friends from Arts. If she wanted me to stop, she could just say the damn safe word.I didn’t respond. I just pressed my forearm against the back of her neck, pinning her against the wall, harder. She let out a soft moan, which could have been pleasure as easily as pain.With my free hand I pulled up the hem of her dress, revealing her trim elegant legs, sheathed in black stockings after all. Her panties were black lace.“Did I do a good job with the stockings, Nick? Like you said?” She could feel my breath at her. It said in her neat hand, I hope in this book you will be able to express yourself l know its difficult face to face! I do understand. I began this adventure for you, or at least I thought it was for you, you know why but was it an excuse on my part, I knew a fair bit on the subject so it was obvious to me to share the knowledge, I now wonder if it was for you or myself, I loved sex when I was in my prime, and perhaps I wanted to see if I was still a whore underneath … who knows , I have proved. I rarely leave the lab for lunch or anything, so you'll probably see me around here more than there. Plus our building doesn't have any classrooms, it's all research labs and such, so there's no visitors or anything."Stacy smiled, "Oh well. Maybe I'll be able to convince you to join me for some lunches though."We chatted for another twenty-five minutes or so before I heard the doorbell ring and paid for the pizza. When I returned to the patio, the girl's mother was coming into my back yard from.