Katie noticed I was getting hard and giggled as her slick hands brought me to full erection. We rinsed off and took turns drying each other.We hung up...our towels and headed for the bedroom where we moved the towel off the bed and stretched out on our sides, facing each other. We were chilled after being in the warm shower, so we pulled the covers over us.“We made quite a mess on that towel,” Katie giggled.“You know your mom won’t let you save it and have it framed,” I teased.“I don’t need to. The entire rest of the day I couldn't seem to sit still in anticapation for my punishment. My dick was harder than it had ever been. In the last class of the day I couldn't help but rub it through my thin shorts. Finally 3:30 came around. My heart was about to burst through my chest as I walked to his classroom. I had no underwear on so my 6in. cock was clearly visable. I didn't care. I was on my way to the greatest appointment of my life. . Rachel gently dabbed the beads of sweat that were forming on my forehead due to the unforgiving hot sun that shone all over Marina Barrage. Finishing our lunch, Rachel took my 7D and started cam-whoring, making weird poses as she struggled to balance the weight of the DSLR on one hand. We walked out of the café where I took a few more shots of this model wannabe before we headed off to Marina Square for some shopping.I was really tempted to continue holding her hands, but decided against it as. Am I making sense?’ I nodded. ‘Well, then, explain how come I am a dyke. Not that I am complaining, mark you. But it is a scientific fact that almost all lesbians had heterosexual mothers and fathers.’ ‘I believe it was a monk by the name of Mendel who first experimented with inherited characteristics, using the pea as his model.’ This was to give myself a chance to think. She smiled and her odd eyes sparkled. ‘You never disappoint, College. A bleeding fount you are, an encyclopaedia with.