But like the saying goes, strike when the iron is hot.It was Friday night, and about 1 in the morning. We had all been unusually tired, and had knocke... off early. We had been playing some D&D in the room, with my friend Brian running. I had been playing my elf, the Wizard Trevelon.There was a knock on my door just as I was falling asleep. Uttering a few choice curse words, I donned my robe and proceeded to the door. I don't usually ask who's there, so I just opened the door. The sight was. The laughter did burst forth when she asked. "And how will master Fudd be compensating the good doctor for his diagnosis?"A few moments later I had control over my laughter and handed her one of my father's business cards. She smiled and called the office, asking whoever answered to speak with my father. The conversation with him was short and ended with her providing the ID for an online payment location. I didn't hear the amount asked for, but it was clear that my father's response satisfied. I began feeling the familiar soft, misty arousal brought on by my pornographic dreams as I floated through a cloud of sensation. The pleasure began to intensify, becoming less dream-like and more physical. Instead of the overall tingle, it was being directed at the focal point between my legs. I awoke to these sensations, but they didn’t leave me as they often did when an alarm jolted me out of sleep. My eyes were still closed, and I was dully aware that I was grinding against something. I. How long have you worked for Mr. Ward?” I asked. I already knew she just started at the first of the school year.“I just started about a month ago. I like it here and I found the perfect little one room kitchenette garage apartment not far from here.”“You’re not married? I can’t believe you aren’t married, I mean, well, you’re so attractive and all, I mean, well, you really are.”“No, I have a boyfriend who lives in Texas, but we never get to see each other since I moved here and he works all.