I quickly locked it, as i heard voices laughing and talking aboutwhatever. I couldnt really focus on what they were saying, as i wastrembling with fea..., trying not to gasp loudly. That was a little toorisky, what the hell was i thinking. I quickly put on my office clothes,checked that you couldnt tell what i was wearing, and went back to work.My shirt was still grazing my exposed nipples, and throughout the day,were often getting hard. It was both making me hornier than i had beenin a while,. .I lean face first into the mirror, feeling myself pressed up against the glass. Needing to be fucked. Needing to cum.I had set up a video camera facing the bed, turned it on, hit record, and continued my dance on the bed. My dance turned into a striptease. First came the blouse falling to the bed...slowly I unzipped my skirt...and wriggled it down my legs...over my throbbing cock...over my knees and to my feet. My pantyhose is soaked with sticky pre-cum. Tracing my fingers across my balls. I thought of what Carla had said. It was true, I knew she wasn't lying and my heart felt broken. I was lost in my thoughts when I heard something coming up behind me. I quickly turned around to see a dark figure on a horse riding up beside me. I looked closer and I could make out his features. It was Curly. "You startled me!"I said as I looked up at him. He smiled down at me and said"Sorry, Miss Raven, I didn't mean to. " Oh, it's okay Curly!"I said with a sigh. I kept walking, it was hard in. What wouldn't she do? She already had thousands of dollars in debt and really didn't want to retake the class. What would that be worth to her.She took a deep breath. "Anything," she said. Dr. Perryman wasn't an unattractive man, just a youngish guy with short mouse brown hair and glasses. He was still quite fit and, as Kaitlin's roommate had once pointed out, a nice ass. Originally hailing from England he sported a classical Cambridge, he had a perchance for tailored 3 piece suits, there was.