"There's some element of sunlight that cause a vampire's body to separate into its basic components. Whatever that element is, it's only present in di...ect sunlight. If it's bent, that is reflected or refracted in any way, that element vanishes. Light passing through fabric is not refracted or reflected. Direct sunlight shines through the holes in the weave of the cloth." She paused to gather her thoughts."When a vampire is exposed to sunlight, the separation happens so fast, we seems to vanish. “You're just like Ms. Escamilla,” she moaned as she then drew down my panties.“Yes, I am,” I said, stepping out of my panties, my cock bobbing before me. My balls swayed, hairless and cute. “Mmm, and you need to eat out Stacey. It looks like you're good at making girls cum with your mouth.”“So good,” breathed the other brunette. “Now, Ms. Escamilla was supposed to wait for me to open her gift, but she got impatient,” I said. “So she has to be punished.”“Punish me!” the professor moaned,. . merely behave." It came out as a mild admonishment, rather than the dismissal she knew was for the best.Jimmy, unable to behave on the instant, grinned and said "I'll behave if it will let me stay near to you, that's for sure." Then he blinked. "I don't imagine it would be too forward to ask your name ... would it?"Now Meg blushed again. "I'm sorry. Where are my manners? Meg. Meg Johnson. Happy to meet you mister Franklin," she said."I'd be tickled if you'd just call me Jimmy," he said. Then,. He moves around the counter, separating us and our friends, as he continues making dinner, slowly pushing in and out with his big man meat, sending ripples of pleasure through my body. I try to help him make dinner, but the pleasure from getting my ass railed, and the knowledge that our friends were right across from us, made it hard to be discreet. I struggle to contain a moan of loss as he pulls out right before I get off. Thank god our friends are exceptionally oblivious, or else I’m sure.