"I like what you're rubbing against it, Georgie," she gasped.Una was already breathing hard. She'd been wet for him since he'd gotten into her Honda t...irty minutes before. She loved the feeling she got by turning a guy on. She lived to feel their hardons pressed against her or in her hand, or mouth; but best of all she loved their beloved penises slamming into her in a rousing fuck. He was grinding his erection against her at the moment, and Una was given over to his male rawness and abandoned. Probably Nikki Sabimura, in fact.And then there was the paperwork, oh God. With the routine stuff it was bad enough, with this cluster fuck to report it was a nightmare. The doorbell rang. "Who in the world... ?" she wondered aloud. She went to the front door and opened it. A fairly nondescript man she'd never seen before stood outside. "What do you want?" she said, a little too harshly."Oh, I was in the area and just thought I'd drop by," the man said, his eyes glowing red and a hint of horns. “Head Teacher, that won’t ever happen. Imagine the public reaction if the assault laws were changed to allow adults to assault children—even in this limited school case.”The other MPs chorused in agreement.Hanford nodded. “Thank you, gentlemen. Dr Granville, we’ve asked your committee to suggest how we are to compel participation but we haven’t received any viable suggestions. So, Dr Granville, we have an impasse. We’re complying to our best ability but it doesn’t meet your compliance standard.. "How was that Dad?" "That was great, son. Fantastic," Dad exclaimed enthusiastically, but I had the sense that he hadn't really heard much of it, that he had dozed off. "We're going to do something really different now, Dad, a duet where we both play the whole keyboard, with both hands, rather than just our own side." "Really?" Dad asked, almost rhetorically. "I'd like to hear that." I returned to the piano. Mom was sitting off the end of the bench again, eyeing me with a questioning look,.