Sitting in my apartment waiting for my phone to ring. I'd been going to interviews the entire week, and about half of them would call me today if I go... the job.One of them in particular stood out for me, because it was a paid internship! I'd be getting $5000, if I saved, I could actually live comfortably for a couple months after it ended. Then I could find a real job knowing I won't starve to death.My phone started to ring shortly after, and it seemed like I got into two highly sought after. This was the first time he had been alone, without someone, or something, watching him, since he had stumbled from the canyon the night before. There had even been cameras in the head when he went to take a leak that morning. He had to figure out what was going on. He could get accustomed to the awareness of everyone around him, and even the jolt of more information whenever he brushed someone, but he knew it wasn't normal. What was happening to him?Caleb's mind replayed the scene at the crash. “Ten and a half inches,” Mike murmurs as he strokes his erection for me and my man, who strokes his erection in sync at the same time.“I am going to fuck you from behind, just like I promised. A huge extra turn on for me, fucking you while I watch you blow a cock bigger than mine,” my man tells me, excited and fully in charge of the situation.“Have you ever had a blow job from a cougar with her heels on, Mike?,” I ask as I take his erection in my hand. My man is laying behind me grasping my ass. Her University place is secure and she will do well enough. However, I wanted to speak to you personally to tell you about the outstanding special talent which has emerged and which Miss Sutton has been able to encourage and take forward. Would it surprise you, Mr Thomas, to learn that we have an elite Sexual Development group?Gary (after a pause): It would indeed.He looks at Linda who avoids eye contact.Dr Gordon: The elite group varies in the number of its members but, for obvious reasons, it.