Dr. Anders had said they were going to teach me to slow down when I interviewed and here this jerk was giving us fifteen minutes to produce a drawing ...hat our art careers were going to be based on. A drawing of a black vase. We could just scribble it with a crayon.I looked at the vase and plotted out the major points of the shape. As soon as my graphite touched the pad, my soul lifted and I was drawing. Fifteen minutes? Fuck him. I’m not going to rush through a drawing just to satisfy his. “Will you give me a blowjob?” I asked, still standing in front of her with my erect cock at her head level.“I don’t know,” she said. “I think maybe we shouldn’t cross any lines.”“Look at your husband,” I said quietly. “He’s enjoying himself – and so is Sonia. You should too.”“I’m just not really comfortable with giving you head,” Diana said. “At least not yet.”I took the last part to mean that she wasn’t totally turned off by my proposition, so I decided to push a little further. I got down on. She also knew she had control of five of these men, if for no other reason than her connection with her father. But she wasn’t going to encourage them to make Darren take “sloppy lasts.”Kissing him longer and more passionately than she had the others, she not only fondled his cock, but also unzipped him and stroked his exposed member. He was the one she had tutored to make a better lover and the one with whom she had enjoyed so much sex during her time at McClain Construction. Letting the other. Mr. Smith was seated at his desk. Right in front of his desk was a straight back chair. He looked at me with narrowed eyes. "Have a seat Miss Taylor and please explain to me why you could not make it to my office in the ten minutes that I had given you."I sat in the chair and rested my hands in my lap. "Well, Mr. Smith I had to stop at the restroom first. I came here as soon as I was finished. I am sorry that I was late." Well, young lady we seem to have a problem here. You are in grave danger.