.. the boobs.... Hang on, what did she mean taking my sex? I probably misunderstood. She probably meant my sex education classes. I hope she is butto...ed up next time. I can’t go through a class like that again, pretending not to notice. Confused emotions plagued Mr P for the rest of the day and into the weekend. Monday they would start on the human reproduction chapter. And he promised himself he would be professional no matter what.Chapter 3. MondayOn Monday the biology class was the last one. Adam ... papi ... please!” Carlita kept begging me, but she wouldn’t say what for or against.I saw dark circles around her lovely brown eyes, too. I didn’t hesitate further, kissing my way down to her neck, on company time no less. I made no attempt to hide my intentions, turning Carlita’s head to bare her neck to my fangs. Carlita’s days as a human weren’t just numbered. The sands of that hourglass just ran out.‘Adam ... Adam ... papi ... oh, God! Dios mio!” Carlita panted and I could smell. ? I cuddled her as I caressed herpigtails. ?Now run along and tell Mistress Chichi that I said SophomoreKittens this morning.??Sophomore Kittens, Aunt Chichi,? I heard her say as she hung up thephone then hurried to join the other Kittens of her class.I slowly stood in my five inch heels, the zig zag back seam of mystockings running straight up to disappear under my short skirt. My blackleather corset was cinched tight and shiny, and lifting my firm C cupbreasts in a mouthwatering display. The man John brought along drooled over the Magellan made sailboat, but really liked our sixty-five footer. He said the electronics array was superior to any he had ever seen. I told him to compliment John on his selection.Money was transferred and Sue made sure the training captain had our telephone number so we could keep up with Marshal's training and he could be paid. John tossed his bag into the lounge, where Sue had stacked several things in front of the stairs, so Stevie couldn't fall.