“And thanks for letting Claire stay a little longer. You can ignore all of the trash-talking from last night man. Claire only loves one guy, and tha...’s you, man. Promise you, chicks say all kinds of weird shit when they’ve got ten inches of black dick deep inside their tummies, they don’t mean anything by it ….”Jason’s monologue was obviously designed to reassure me, which it did, a little. And then he pulled the camera back and I saw that Claire was sitting naked from the waist up in his. Most of them belonged to female classmates, naturally.“Sorry Professor Armstrong. I must have dozed off.”“Such keen insight! Perhaps I'll call you Captain Obvious from now on.”Laughter rippled through the class and Trevor grimaced. He knew Professor Armstrong was going to be a tough one from the first time he laid eyes on her. She was a massive woman; at least as tall as Trevor without her heels. In her high heeled boots, she towered over him.That wasn't where her intimidation ended. She was. HE GRABED HIS FACE RAG THEN LOOKED AT IT IN HIS HANDS THEN SOAPED UP THE WASH RAG THEN HOLDING THE BOTTLE OF BODY WASH HE POURED A NICE LARGE AMOUNT OF BODY WASH IN THE CUP OF BOTH OF MY HANDS. HIS CKOCK WAS HALF WAY HARD NOW, FAT ASS FUCK WITH A BIG HUGE BBC MUSHROOM HEAD, SOME SUPER FAT LOW HANGING BBC BALLS AND I COULD SEE A NICE BIG WET BUBBLE OF BBC PRECUM FROM US KINDA TEASING EACHOTHER. HE THEN TOLD ME TO KEEP MY HANDS UPED WHILE HE SAID THIS I NOTICED HE STARTED TO SLOW AND LONG STROKE. Then there was the bay, I has spent one summer working as a mate on a charter fishing boat, seven days a week smelling like fish. I would have to think long and hard on that one.There were a lot of minimum wage jobs that could be had in the area but I just couldn't see myself being a waitress or some kind of sales clerk.I could always go to Baltimore or DC and work in one of the strip joints; maybe someone would pay to see me get naked. I thought ha-ha-ha; that was the very last resort before.