‘I’m just gonna shut the window and close the blinds…can I put on a soothing CD for you? Or would you prefer silence?’ Boy, there seemed to be...a lot of decisions for him to make. ‘Um…okay, but, could we keep the CD quiet?’ ‘Of course!’ said Angela, glad to be able to provide the extra source of relaxation. ‘I’ll turn it down until it’s just barely audible.’ She heard his voice behind her as her back was turned readying the CD. ‘Can I ask something borderline inappropriate?’ She turned her head. Fitch was a young twenty three year old newly graduated teacher and was very attractive.She had long trim fit legs. A petite athletic body nicely tanned with firm c-cup breasts. Boner had latched onto the dark red silk panties and yanking them down Ms. Fitch’s legs had also pulled her off of the desk where she lay on her back as Boner pulled her panties and skirt down her legs and off her body leaving her lower body exposed to her class. Her smooth shaven pussy caused some of her students. Kevin could hear snickering coming from the other blacks in the shower, and a profound sense of humiliation overcame him. Charles lifted his feet, one at a time, for Kevin to clean the soles and in between the toes. Kevin stood, stooping to soap Charles’ cock and balls and this time he could see - could FEEL - Charles getting hard in his small boned hand. “Squeeze it, girl!” Charles said excitedly, as his cock became fully erect and so rigid the veins were protruding. Kevin had only seen a cock. That idea quickly became an explanation in which there was a chance to prove herself and to escape the desert wasteland of her domain. Who could she trust to look watch over while she left to see her superior? The only one she could think of was Gar. Summoning the crypt demon was difficult. Even though he was technically weaker, the demon did not like to answer to her. He would come if called, but he would ask an enormous price for it. Everything in hell had a price and often the currency were.