. thoughts runwild and you can feel the anxiety building when all of a sudden you seeit at the very bottom of the screen...On the very bottom of the s...reen, in the right hand corner, in a smalllight grey font and almost invisible are the words:"CHECK YOUR EMAIL SLAVE"{GULP}The gulp is more of a dry involuntary heave and after recovering, youquickly go to your inbox and curse yourself for giving away your realemail address and not a quickly made up free account somewhere...Upon first viewing. As a junior in high school, Maya had made the cut for the varsity volleyball team due to her athleticism and fitness. And Emile could definitely tell by her physical appearance. No thank you. Emile said. Maya hesitated as if she wasnt sure if it was polite to insist he eat something. She was already nervous before she met him, and now that Emile was staring at her with two steely blue eyes, she was downright awkward. Oh yeah, thats fine. Whatever. Maya finally sputtered. Whatever you need, just. I saw that Dad’s eyes were to the right because he had his hand wrapped around the other guy’s very handsome pecker. This older gentleman had thrown his head back and was obviously enjoying our activity. His unit was more than a handful with a nicely shaped head. Nicer than it had looked from a few feet away. “Suck his cock, son. He’s got more cum for you.” I slid over in his direction and quite deftly took him into my still hot mouth. He was considerably bigger than dad, but by then my jaw. The Professor moved her extra credit sheet slowly acrossthe table, careful not to make eye contact with her."Perhaps," the Professor started, "this is just not..."He was interrupted by Sherry. "Tall, 6'2", tan, muscular, blue eyes,ripped, mid twenties, early thirties." She hesitated while looking onthe firefighters picture above Greg. "And a huge..." She paused again."...cock."The two men wrote furiously. The next part was always harder for theProfessor as a man than it was as a woman. How.