She lay her head on his flat belly while her hand played amongst the soft curls. The palm of her hand brushing across the patch, her fingers isolating...some of his hairs, twisting them around and around. One finger stretched out and brushed the padded base of his cock, slowly tracking its contour and flaccid length until arriving at his exposed tip.Nurse Wendy stood up and moved around to the foot of the bed. She reached out and pulled his pajama trousers down to his upper thighs. In the. So let’s just cut to the chance, okay?” Her face was the very personification of an appetite unfulfilled. No words escaped her, she just nodded. Yes. I had her in my grasp. Perfect. “I want to fuck you. Hard. And I know you want that. The teacher won’t be back for another twenty minutes, so, what do you say?” After a split second of thought, she slowly, timidly, reached across and squeezed my hand, her eyes wide in anticipation, her lips silently mouthing one word. “Yes.” The last string. Then she moved to write on the middle upper portion of the board as the left was already filled. Some of the nerds were copying the sum already. So they told her that they were copying the sum written before by her at the lower portion of the board. So she had to shift.Now she was standing on the left side and was trying to write on the middle upper portion. She was short in height so she had to come on her toes and lifted her hand further higher. Through this, her navel became visible to the. ... NOTHING! The damned thingwouldn't start! I popped the hood, lifted it and looked inside. Not thatI could do anything, I wouldn't know a carbeurator from a fluxcapicitor!I stood there in total panic! I didn't have the money for a tow, oreven a cab home, living 35 miles away. Then a very masculine voice said"Having problems honey?" I jumped in surprise, but recognized the voiceas one of the regulars of the ABS, Steve, a man I had often had thepleasure of blowing."Let me have a look," he said.