It was often easiest to do this kind of thinking a few minutes after having my cum milked out by an Orgasmanatrix. Sex would be far from my mind after...my appointments with those machines. Zach, on the other hand, had no sense of introspection. In a strange way, I pitied him a little because of it, however, his most recent altercation with Keith and I changed that feeling into distain. I wanted his act to unfold around the women, but I wasn’t going to resort to speech that might come off to the. All the shades were drawn in my bedroom and a little red lamp lit the room nicely. It was cozy and warm in my bedroom as I was writing my last journal entry...Before I could end the last sentence, my cell phone rang loudly... On the other end of the phone was a sultry voice...I knew the voice, but could not place the face behind it...It had been two months since I met up with the sexy professor. It sounded like her with a cold..."Hi" " This is Verna, the professor, we had lunch several months. Possibly 50 Francs, I don't remember but I agreed. She guided me a short distance to a dark side entrance of a nearby building. With hindsight, I shudder with the risk I took. I could have been robbed and beaten up. That was common in Brussels then, it happened to one of my French speaking colleagues.Anyway.... back to the very dark room I was in. She backed against a wall and guided my head towards her cunt. I lifted her short skirt and pulled down her panties. I eagerly buried my face in her. ..his eyes were penetrating and deep...I loved him so much...and I felt that he also loved me...I leaned to kiss him again, he hugged me pulling me to bed, his tongue touching mine felt good...his whole body against mine felt good...I caressed his hair with my hand as we kissed, until we finally broke the kiss."I love you a lot...I mean...for real...not like..brothers love..." He said."For a long time I only saw myself as some kind of big brother figure...now look at us..."I said smiling."I.