"I want to see your cum-stained panties, Jerry," she whispered in my ear, slowly pushing my jeans down, "then I'll let you play with my feet. I know y...u want to, your cock is telling me you want to," she smiled and I felt her hand brushing over my erection through my silk thong. I felt helpless as she knelt in front of me and slid my jeans down to my ankles. My cock was throbbing in my pants as I watched her. She looked so young and innocent kneeling there, her face just inches away from me.. If it hadn’t been for Wesley replying back to her, she would have given up all hope. Picking the receiver back up, she cleared her throat and closed her eyes momentarily, pushing the blinking button, ‘This is Teresa. How may I help you?’ God, that came across as really cold and formal sounding but it’s all she could think of to say at the moment. Lance jumped. He’d been in a reverie of thought that had been spiraling downward more and more. Hearing a voice had startled him. Oh God… it was. ‘Side by side, you two still look like twins. But, of course, you look better. Charlie still looks like a frump.’ She giggles. ‘I remember how truly amazed I was when I found out you and Charlie weren’t brothers or cousins or something like.’ ‘Neoni?’ My mother had warned me, but I am floored by her beauty. ‘Yes, It’s me,’ she says with another heart-stopping smile. I lean in and kiss her cheek. ‘Damn Lady, You are truly beautiful.’ ‘Actually,’ she whispers, still close to me, ‘you don’t. We went for lunch in Chinatown and I left Henry to try to call around 1300. I told him I'd try to meet him at noon on Monday and left to read more of Paterson's book. I wanted to finish it over the weekend, so I'd be prepared on a tangential topic when I went to UNSW.I had no trouble finding the Law Building at UNSW, nor the "Gilbert + Tobin Centre of Public Law" on the third floor. The door was marked "Sean Brennan, Director of the Indigenous Legal Issues Project" so I knocked. I was told to.