HIS gut was reading the same as Hiram's, too, in any case.They were the picture of contented slumber, laying there in each others arms. Luke was on hi... back, his arm around Barbara's shoulder, and his hand cupping one breast.The cover was just up to his waist, and looked like he was getting some morning wood. Couldn't blame him if he did. Barb had her head on his shoulder, and a smile on her face. not the smile she usually wore, a smile of having a good time, but, a smile of affection. One leg. She let go of my little guy and said can you get hard in that thing? I said well I get hard but I can't get a full hardon in here. She walked back toward her dresser and said well lets see how hard you can get in there , whith that she opened the robe and let if fall to the floor. She was facing me and naked as I was. The sight of her body never fails to get a hard on started. She stared at my cock as it moved around trying to get hard. You have no self control she told me. Look at you getting. I sat on the bed and sighed because i knew she was right something wasn't right and i'm pretty sure it was my fault. "Mya get your ass down here and come eat!" Mason said with a harsh tone. I walked down to see of course Vicky with her arms wrapped around him kissing his neck, and he was smiling. (What the hell was this supposed to be Mason and Jordan in reverse now i had to fight for my man because his sister wanted him to?) I slid the chair out loudly so they would stop whatever they were. "Good evening Mr. Assistant Editor, good to see you too." Why the hell... hic... do they call you The Professor Sam?"It was the last of the drinking triad, Lisa, asking the question. Actually all the guys in the newsroom knew my nickname was 'The Professor, ' but only a handful actually knew why. "It's just a nickname Lisa, that's all, just a nickname." Horse shit Sam, I know it's a nickname but I want to know why? I mean, after all it's not like you are a real professor or anything, so how.