No more crushing. None of that. Instead she held up the red pen. ‘I swear to uphold the honor of the Red Pen.’ She told him, solemnly, cracking a ...mile. She took up the papers he’d pointed at and was soon hard at work, enjoying the simple task. Soon she was humming along to the music absentmindedly, tapping the end of the pen on her open lips as she read the pages. Charles should have been engrossed in the grading, but he could help hearing the music. Even if it wasn’t exactly his style, it was. ‘Are you sure Misha, a baby is a big step, one we didn’t plan.’ Stopping in his tracks he looked down at her, still kneeling by the toilet, and getting down to sit in front of her, asked her, his heart beating in his chest with fear, ‘What do you mean Froo, don’t you want a baby? What are you saying?’ ‘Of course I want the baby, it’s just that we’re on a trial live-in together, nothing is set, and this changes everything. A baby is a big thing Misha, it’s a lifetime commitment and not something. Let it put an extra spring in your step all the time. Never, ever forget that pleasuring Tiger's cock is the most important thing you can do."Brenda interrupted, "I won't! I can't! How can I? Before, I thought sex was just sex. Sure, sex could be fun, but it was just another part of life, like watching a good movie or eating an excellent meal. But it's so much MORE! I mean, when I have his cock in my hands, or my mouth, or my cleavage, I feel so good, so satisfied, so fulfilled, that I almost. It’s impolite to wear shoes inside.”“Yes, Lars, I remember that from the information that YFU gave me, but thanks for reminding me!”I took off my shoes and put them on a rack by the door. Lars brought me to a room where we left my bags. It was clearly a girl’s room and on the desk were four pictures. One was of Birgit and me, one was Birgit and Melanie, one was Larry, Birgit, and me, and the other was of Karin and Birgit. This was — had been — Birgit’s room! And I was going to be sleeping here..