It was almost eleveno'clock. The only reason I was taking a shower was to jerk off and relievethe pressure in my balls from hallucinating over those ...erky tittie's ondisplay earlier. Then it dawned on me it was Ronny, he must have had thesame urge and then idea that I had. I watched as the globs of my sperm dribbled down the white fiberglassshower wall into a swirl of water before disappearing out of sight down thedrain. My dick was only slightly subsiding while I dried my body. I. I rediscovered them again yesterday and decided to bring them along so that Art could maybe help me to identify the artist. In fact, Art had been able to recognize the works immediately."Alright, I give ... I can make out the signed initials 'AH' on the bottom right corner of the paintings and the various dates in the 1960's marked on the back of the canvas, but it doesn't mean anything to me. I looked online at a few Texas Artist historical web sites and checked with a few people once but no. The dress was pale peach and sleeveless. It plunged to a deep V neckline in front. His warm hands tucked a few stray strands of hair into her beaded cap and settled on her neck and shoulder blades. “Are you cold?” “ A bit. Maybe it's nerves.” “ Here.” He handed her a brandy glass. “It's just sherry.” The drink was potent and slightly sweet. It trickled warmly down her throat. She did feel a little more relaxed. Marc took her hand and led her to the billiard room. The pool tables were pushed. Add alcohol to it, it would be a hit at sorority houses.” Hmmm, good to know. After Abby proved just how much she loved my cum with one of her passionate blowjobs, I showered and readied my plan. Every class Gabby had today would start like this: “Welcome class. Before we begin, Gabby has a delivery for her.” After the introduction, a man in a tuxedo would come through the door and hand her a single red rose, and nothing else. Afterwards, class would go on as normal. Her last class of the day.