Still silent, smiling, the woman led him up to the front door of the cottage, opening the door, pulling Gabriel inside. The cottage was small, but stu...dy and well kept. A bed nestled in one corner, next to the stove, which double as a fireplace. There was an agreeable amount of warmth coming from the open flames, and a mince pie of some sort sat atop the black cast iron. Without a word, the woman gently but firmly sat Gabriel down in a chair. Before him, on the small, rough wooden table, lay a. ” Maria paused a moment, then added, “Hawk, you actually have a much bigger problem than you realize. Up to this point you’ve been exposed to just the White Mountain Apache. The problem is there are other Apache tribes, most of whom originally had the common heritage of language and tradition. Unfortunately, over the generations, those common links have degenerated, allowing new cultural traditions and linguistic variations to form. In the past hundred years this process has been accelerated. It was then that I realized that the guy had laid on the bed in a way that I could join in the sucking with him. I figured that I owed him the same pleasure that he was giving me. I bent down and tried to take the first dick that I had ever touched into my mouth. It was large and curved, but I got half of it in. I started sucking and jerking, suddenly he stopped and whispered "pretend to cum so your girl will leave us alone". I looked at him, shocked, but he motioned that he was going to let me. If you do not want to accept, fine, we’ll say no more of the matter, and it won’t affect your grades in any way. But whether you accept or not, before I tell you want I’d like you to do, I want you to guarantee that nothing of what is said will ever be repeated outside of this room.”Now, firmly convinced that things were getting immensely interesting, I tried for smooth charm. “You needn’t worry, Professor Milford. Your secret’s safe with me.” Her smirk made me feel like an idiot.Eight days.