Doctor Elenor plopped her laptop atop it."Do NOT drop my FUCKING laptop jock or I will put electrodes on your motherfucking eyelids" she warned him, s...tting astride his legs and tapping at it. It was heavy, and the balance of it shifted this way and that above him, as she tapped away resolutely. He didn't like it when his mistress called him Jock. He wanted to be Piggy -- to be worthy of the title. He locked his teeth tightly on the mouthpiece, correcting the laptop-stand's balance and quietly. I was glad she was being gentle, because my dick had been through a lot the night before and I was just a little bit sore. I felt sure her pussy must be at least equally sore, and her asshole too, after all we had done together. She had been insatiable for experience. If she had heard of it, she wanted to try it, and she encouraged me to try things she hadn't ever heard of. I think we may even have made up a few things neither of us had imagined before. No doubt about it, Donna was the most. I felt foolish as soon as I said it. The others giggled nervously as he just sort of nodded and said "standing, please".....yes, he actually said "please" and I think that immediately we all felt a bit sorry for him and, I for one, wanted to give him a hug. Tom then flicked a glance out of the window and we assured him that nobody could see in. He then tried to walk over to the door in order to bolt it at the top and bottom, but realised that his swaying penis was causing a bit of a stir, so. “I’ve seen you in here quite a few times, but I still haven’t gotten your name… Mines Bianca.” Shit! I didn’t expect her to approach me!“Uh… Hi Bianca… I… I’m Nick,” I stutter. I can’t believe she’s actually talking to me! “Nice name Nick, mind buying a girl a drink?” she asks. I nod and signal the bartender over. “Can I get two of…” I turn to her. “What would you like?”“Screwdrivers please!” she says.The bartender nods and goes to work making our drinks. “So Nick, what is it you do?” she asks..