Braxton never got this pain after the many other ways he orgasmed, so this was always kind of special. A special pain.Braxton hung his towel, grabbed ...is shower bag, and walked out into the hallway. His friend Marco nearly ran into him.“Oops. Sorry. Door was open, so I let myself in." Marco said.Marco was a fit young Italian guy from two doors down. He worked nights at Tops Bakery, making the next day’s bread. His wife, a paralegal at Jimms, Tale & Wesseley. Marco was of average height, with a. I’m serious. Whatever it takes to get Liz home. I’ll work something out.”“Please do that by tomorrow evening. That way you aren’t living here on Wednesday. I’d also ask you to run over to the Bureau of Motor Vehicles and change your license and registration to your school address or if you have another option in McKinley. And pay the $2 for each to have new documents issued.”“I’ll call Nancy. I’m sure her mom will allow me to use their address. That’s more permanent than the dorm. I’ll do that. I left his office with wet underwear. I really couldn’t concentrate on my studies. I was concentrating on his beautiful big cock and ginger public hair. Sometimes, I rubbed my tits against his hairy chest. It felt so good. We were having this affair during the duration of my attendance at the junior college. Almost every day after class, I would visit his office and he would lock his door and we start to fuck and suck each other until he had his next appointment. He always kept an open. Tim and I both were worried when his dad hired Tina to run the IT department. I think we were both worried that she was still a lanky teenager.Somewhere along the line, she grew into a shapely thirty-three-year-old woman with a sharp wit and a wicked level of intelligence. There were several areas where the computers and software we were using were holding us back, and she quickly brought about some great improvements.I would have to say that her intelligence is one of the best things I notice.