He smiled “do you swallow”? She started to turn red, “of course I do you don’t think I want any of that stuff on my clothes do you”? They bo...h laughed, “as soon as we get to the apartment, I’ll show you my bedroom, don’t you think your rushing things a bit? Now at all but another question are you damp”? Now the moment of truth if she admitted she was she was green lighting this, if she lied then the opportunity may be lost or worse, he may think she wasn’t interested. “Ok dam it yes I’m not. But the biggest part about that was that when he spurted, some of it got in my mouth. I didn’t even realize it until I closed my mouth and tasted something different. It was bitter, with a hint of salt. But it wasn’t bad bitter. It was just different. In fact, I decided it was kind of good. I looked down at my breasts, which were splattered with the stuff, and scooped up some on my forefinger. I tasted that, and it tasted exactly the same way.“What are you doing?” he panted.“Tasting it,” I. There was nothing I could do but hope that she would exhaust herself through this tirade. I had stolen her life and she had every right to hate me, but I was determined to change her mind. Her screams turned to sobs not long after I set the mirror down. A pang of guilt struck me deeply as I listened to her baleful anger dissolve into mournful agony. Curiosity got the better of me and I looked into the mirror again.She was crying bitterly—or, at least, that was how my brain must be interpreting. ?? Yes? this being? her private thoughts the usually prime and righteous?professor. ?Actually in real life she the President of theFaculty Board the feminist firebrand for Woman?s rights.? Dr. Catherine Golden RN, Ph.D.? Can you imagine the? battles she had to win rise to the toptiers? level? of this Pristine Ivy League college. ?Then this one night she receives an IM fromMaster Barrington to join him a private room titled? MASTER BARRINGTON DUNGEON. ???????????? Some howfrom the very moment.