Wilson do you like to watch me do it with other men.” He spoke as if he were in a trance ¼ "MY GOD YOUR NOT LITTLE MARCA ...NYMORE!" I moved toward him and eased my butt upon the arm of the stately Wingback chair and swung my legs over on to his lap and rested an arm over the back of the chair. I moved my face up next to his face and in a low voice I whispered in his ear, "After tonight you want be Mr. Wilson to me anymore!" He moved his face and kissed me full open. "Do you live alone?" Look, I'll even arrange for you to have complete authority over the Musical Review. You could write as many of the pieces as you want or mix and match. Whatever. It doesn't get any better than that, does it? How about you even select the singers and band members you want to use. But whether you agree right now or later, the Dean will want to see you when you leave here."Gloria gritted her teeth and looked at the blackboard. She could hear the Dean screaming in her mind, 'Do. He paid the driver and led her into his flat. Two beers were opened; he led her into his bedroom. They kissed. They drank. They touched. They drank some more.His hand was under her dress, in her panties. Now he touched the areas he had been carefully avoiding, feeding the fire of her desire. She wanted release. It was easy to remove her dress. Her bra. Her panties. She helped, desperate to fulfil the need for pleasure within.He removed his own clothes. Kissed her. Kissed her neck. Kissed her. Ashley decided to stay home for a night, as did I. I was pretty anxious and excited to see what would happen between us since we were home together for the first time since our parents went on vacation.Ashley went out to get some beer for us. It's nice to have a sister with good fake ID. Knowing I had some time before she got back I went to my room and grabbed one of my favorite X-rated DVD's. I wasn't sure what her reaction would be but I was willing to take a chance.I went to my room, changed.