”“What did you mean when you said it’s harder in my class?”“It’s not just thoughts. I feel people’s emotions. If people around me are fe...ling strong emotions, it’s hard for me to not get swept up in them.”“I love my subject, but I haven’t noticed that I’m inspiring my students to strong emotions.”“Actually, for most people, listening to a lecture calms them. They engage with it mentally more than emotionally.” Jake took a sip of his Coke. “Think about it, Jan. I know you’re aware of the effect. I didn’t listen to them. When I entered junior college, I was so shocked to see that I wasn’t getting A’s and B’s like I did when I was in high school. I studied all the time and I didn’t understood why my college grades were not up to snuff. College isn’t like high school at all. I had a C- average when I left junior college to transfer to a 4 yr college. As I entered 4 yr college, my grades were dropping so I was on academic probation. I was told by the university that I must go back to. They were told the first cum in me today had to be my husbands. even the officiant took a turn using my mouth as he spoke his parts. eventually we were nearing the end of the ceremony and my hubby stood before again. I sat their just panting trying to catch my breath. and recover from the line of assaults on my poor throat. they finally undid my cuffed hands, although was I told to remain on the floor. the officiant stepped forward and offered me his cock once more. this time I felt daddy's. Master, may I service you now?" Service me? Oh, not right now. I want to be fresh and ready to use you in a few minutes. Just wait until I tell you I am ready." Yes Master. I will wait until you tell me to service you."I was beginning to really get into this Master/slave thing. I had never felt something like this would be fun, but I saw that I had missed out on something for a long time. Still I knew that I didn't know a lot about being a Master. I had a lot to learn.As we stepped onto the.