Blaylock approached the lectern. She brushed back her long blonde hair and waited for me to look up. I didn’t say anything as I looked in her direct...on.“Is there anyway,” she began rather sheepishly, ‘for me to earn a grade without participating in the group project?”I inquired as to why she didn’t want to work on the group project. She stepped closer to the lectern, and then looked around to make sure there wasn’t anyone within easy ear shot.“I have issues with some of the folks in my group,”. ”“Because this is an airplane and it’s highly unprofessional,” he explains. “Besides we should get some rest while we can.”“We’ll get rest, Spence,” she argues. “This is a long flight. Besides I need to quell down this excitement.”“You’re not going to do that when we go after Delgrious?” he asks.“Well, yeah,” she answers cheerily. “But I’m pumped now. And it’s not like I’m asking you to bend me over the seat and fuck me.” She bites her bottom lip and then smiles. “Well, maybe I am.” She leans. He proceeded to tell me there was no way he would go up and do anything that stupid. He asked me if my dad knew I was doing something that dumb and when I told him we were forbidden to dive off the tower he told me there was a reason dad had forbidden us to dive. He made such a production out of the whole thing I decided my diving career was over. After all, if he was scared to dive and thought doing it was really dumb, then perhaps ... just perhaps dad was correct and diving into the pool from. She was a great dancer and she clung to me. I watched her tits jiggle, her ass shake, and that miniskirt raise as she dry humped my leg while she danced. She was a cross between a stripper and the movie Dirty Dancing.After a couple more dances she asked me to fuck her dirty in the men’s restroom. Then before I could answer her she was dragging me down a short corridor and right into the men’s room. I’ll say that it was dirty and probably the dirtiest men’s room that I had ever been in. First.