He grabbed two of the forms from his pile and handed them to each of the younger women, motioning to a jar full of pencils."Are these really necessary..." the woman asked."Oh yes," Anthony replied. "I need to make sure everything is in order before I do any interviewing." Like what?" one of the younger girls asked."Things like I need to know you're at least eighteen years old; I need to see a driver's license and a birth certificate, things like that." Oh."Anthony waited while the two girls. I was blushing and embarrassed but he didn't say anything so I went back to it. A few minutes passed and I was so wrapped up in my writing that I missed it again! When I looked up this time, Mr Sullivan was watching me closely and got up from the desk and headed my way. I quickly tried to put my shoes back on but it was too late. He stood in front of me for a minute and then pulled up a chair over and sat down. "I think we need to talk. I couldn't help but notice you being very fidgety. And I. I’m not sure how I feel about it either. I probably should have been furious, or at the very least insulted. I know that at any previous time in my life I’d have found the subject of those letters degrading towards women. However, much to my surprise, those were not my reactions.I didn’t tell him how much the discussion was turning me on that evening. I pictured some of those things he described. But in my mind I was the woman in his tales. In the safety of our room, just running those images. Well, this was an amazing rush. Conquering fear & insecurity, I was ready to enjoy and not just do it.I was in my first blowbang and I was the bull of the group. I tried my hand at some dominance, moving my cock into her face while she was sucking another, gesturing that I wanted her attention now. She hungrily obliged and the other guy took a polite backseat. No worries here, everyone knew they would leave her satisfied. So why rush?Soon enough, Dale was in the buff too and was joining the.