It was too early for fast, but we'd get to that."Oh fuck yeah, Boss!" Ivan groaned. He was still the loudest one of the bunch. First thing in the morn...ng, last thing at night, or any time in between, if I was fucking Ivan, everybody in the house knew. "Oh God! You're so fucking good!" Tell when you're gonna come, sweetcakes." I panted. "I wanna taste you this morning." Oh!" He let out a growl that sounded Russian-esque then pushed me. "Now! Now, Boss!" I pulled out, slid down and sucked hard.. ‘Zack, this is Aria. She is an overworked Air Traffic Controller and needs your help to maintain her voice at optimum performance. She doesn’t talk much off-duty, she likes to give her voice a needed rest. Aria yearns for regular doses of masculine balm to soothe her overused throat. Don’t you, sweetie?’ Airman Anna nodded without speaking. Her technical specialty required her to project the clout of command. Her flight path orders in the congested Las Vegas air space were to be obeyed. No one. Thank you! I exit the class, and Beth and I walk through the hallways. The library is right next to the building we’re exiting, and since it’s early on a Monday morning, competition for available computers in our refurbished library is going to be fierce. I wish Beth a nice day, and hurry up the ramp leading to the library. I rush to the second floor, where there’s a lineup of students waiting for computers. Great. I stand in line, and toy with the crucifix hanging around my neck. My mother. “She’s not just for you. I want her too.”Dave’s jaw hit the floor. “You want a woman?”“Yes. Does that surprise you?”“Yes!”“Disgust you?”“No...”A light tapping at the door interrupted them. Hattie turned pale.Dave raced to the door and peered through the spy hole. “She’s here,” he whispered. “Least I assume that’s her. She’s been dropped off by a Chauffeur. Oh, nice car too.”“That’ll be her,” squeaked Hattie. She caughed and took another swig of wine.“Oh God, Hattie, what should we do?” asked.