I moaned quietly, it sure was a sensation. An early 30's woman, my Spanish teacher. After stroking for a few seconds she began licking and sucking on ...he top of my cock. I let out another moan, this time louder. Then she got up, undressed quickly and once again, the same day, she stood naked in front of me. I ran my fingers over her pussy and tasted them. She was already soaking wet and she tasted like a godess. She was a godess.- I want you to fuck me in the hallway! She said and stared me in. “That’s not how love works.”“Why can’t you love two people at the same time?” she asked. “Mom and Dad love both of us.”“That’s different,” I insisted.“Is it? If they’d had ten kids they’d love them all, and they’d love them all with all their hearts. By its very nature love can’t be harnessed or confined or regulated. Pretty much everybody else in the world would say you and I can’t love each other, but we do. That’s just the way it is. So why can’t we find others to love and live with and have. I had no problem with that.It was time to begin. "Joe, activate mission log." Activated." Let the record show that I, Tiffany Mary French, second to be the official captain of the Flying Dutchman do hereby take formal command as of today. The mission of this ship and it's crew is to help further medical research with the aim towards ending AIDS. End mission log recording."Speaking of crews, I had called several people to meet me here. Given that this project now meant at least as much as life. Italian gear set and cranks?" Campagnolo," she admitted."It's not something you could ride in the woods," he said."Where would I get something like that? With knobby tires?" I asked."You can't. I built it." Build me one?" Me too," said Grace."Well, now. I'd have to charge you ... oh ... ten dollars for a donor bike unless you can find one in the paper or on the bulletin board at the union ... at the library or the Kroger." What's your name?" Grace asked."My real one or what folks call me?" Make.