"Aren't you afraid I might poison you with my cooking?" she teased."Even if you wanted to poison me, it wouldn't work. Are you forgetting—I'm a doct...r?" he said, teasing her."Seriously, Jordan, if you're not busy—why not." she said. "It might be nice for us to spend some time together away from work. Besides," she said, "Beef Stroganoff for one is no fun at all," she laughed.Patricia's place... When Jordan arrived at Patricia's apartment later that evening, she greeted him at the door. She had. And I'd make sure he's want itforever.He hesitated. "You're sure." Yes."Then, he said it. "OK. We'll give it a try." He sounded resigned, reassuring, a little excited, and also alittle frightened. Could I blame him? This was what he'd secretlywanted I suppose, or something like it, and yet what he'd mostfeared because I might not want it at all! We reversed our bodiesand I kissed his sweet lips -- no longer pink with lipstick I'mafraid, but I knew that at this moment he desperately. We all stood silently for a few moments. Pete continued to film the event, panning round to all the remaining spent cocks and focusing back on Dee. “May I?” he asked as he unzipped him jeans. Dee just knelt there. He then smeared his cock over her sodden lips and face, holding his camera, pointing down at her face. “Fuck!” he exclaimed before his load emptied across her face. “Ben, have you cum yet?” Dee questioned quietly. “No.” I answered. “I want you to finish by coming on my face too. But. "I'm just escorting Ogimi-san to the office so she can see about enrolling in classes here. You should not be drinking on school grounds." What can they do to me?" Vice Principal Flanagan said with a snort. A bubble of something grew out of one of his nostrils as he took several drunken steps backwards. "No one listens to me anymore. I can't even suspend you or get your grades changed. You are a disruptive influence, but I'm told to leave you alone. But now I have caught you." Mark?" Beatrice.