His weathered visage and collection of scars spoke of intimate personal familiarity with the mayhem he taught. He loved to teach, and he was always bl...ssed with a Dex Madison, a Cal Banner, or some other exceptional student in whom he could take pride. Many law enforcement professionals took his training, most at government expense.The friendships and loyalties forged by men who routinely saved each others' lives were incredibly strong. Ken owed such loyalty to several former compatriots, and. "I want to show you something," she said suddenly, leaving me brieflyalone in the room to stare at the blonde girl in the dress. Iparticularly hated the cutesy white belt that came with the outfit. Itlooked so girlie. When Sara returned, she had a piece of paper in herhand, "Greg gave me this last night. Isn't it amazing?"I took the paper from her. I shuddered at the idea that the man writingthis was technically now my head teacher, especially as I beheld theawful six line poem that he'd. When are you coming over?" We're ready." Are you keeping the room?" Should we?" We'll figure it out." It's way too late to check out now anyway." Of course. I can't wait to see you." Really?" We have a lot to talk about." We do." But it's more than that. Get your gorgeous ass over here." I thought he was there already." They shared a laugh.After hanging up SHE surveyed the chaos of her apartment. "How long do you think it would take to clean this place?" More than we've got." What? Oh, before. ..they are easy to change." She pulled her slip up past her stocking tops, and put her legs together. "Now then, go into my drawer and get a two pair of my silk stockings." I did as she asked, and went back over to her. "Put one pair on the bed next to me so I can change into them, and wrap your penis with the other pair..then jack off so I can watch you," she said. I began stroking myself as she sat under me, and after a while ahe asked, "Is there anyhting wrong?" I told her there wasn't, and.