While most of the boys were staring blankly at their desks or out of the window, eagerly expecting the end of the course to return either to their lea...ning or to some way to forget their own academic troubles, many of the girls were looking attentively at every single movement of the charming professor. Professor Barrett certainly was a charismatic man with a captivating presence whenever he stepepd in front of the class - at least that was how Hannah saw him. From the first time she had. I couldn't bare to hear the wet sloppy fucking noises anymore and I especially couldn't bare to hear my wife moaning as that bastard fucked her into yet another orgasm.After about twenty minutes I heard a commotion coming from the living room, I heard my wife gasping "No! No!" then I heard a slap followed by a squeal, I looked through the serving hatch. They were now in the middle of the room, Simon had spun my wife around and was now taking her roughly from behind. He was holding her by the. But more than that, I feel drunk. Anna and I sit and eat and finish the other bottle of wine, and I kiss her goodbye and tell her I’ll call her later, that I’m justgoing to walk for a little and think. She knows I’m full of shit, but she lets me go anyway. ‘You be careful,’ she says, before squeezing my hand and walking off. I head for the subway. . . . It’s almost eight by the time I get there, and it’s a warm night, a little muggy, a little breezy, but perfect for being on the river. I’m. Aida was fuming with anger and her breathing has quickened. Suddenly Roderick pressed his body to hers and grabbed her breasts. She did the first thing that comes to her mind born of natural self-protective instinct. Swiftly she raised her knee so hard at his groin that for a moment he just looked at her with a daze look and then doubled over on the floor holding his jewels rolling in pain cursing at her. ‘You fuckin’ bitch…(pant)…I am gonna…(pant)…get you one of this…(pant)…fuckin’ day,’ vowed.