The scruff was new, but looked good on him, hardening his otherwise boyish polish. Again she thought of him in front of a classroom, inspiring young s...udents — the female ones in particular — with his enthusiasm for iambic pentameter. That charisma translated well to the stage, in front of the returning class of 2001. ‘I know what you’re thinking: what’s that ‘ruffian’ from public school doing up here, welcoming you back, right?’ Ruffian, really? He might as well have called himself a knave. Sorry, I was miles away there. How are the legs?''Improving slowly, too slowly truth be told.''I've been hoping to run into you, in fact I've been coming here most days hoping to catch you.''How come? Nothing wrong I hope.''No, nothing wrong. Well except my daughter that is. Have you got time for a chat?''Sure! Nothing else to do. How about we go to my house, it's only around the corner and I've got a bit of frozen stuff here that I need to put in the freezer.''Fine, lead the way.'During the. He pumped in and out of my mouth and then stopped. he said I don't want to cum til tonight I just wanted to mess up your lipstick so I could pick out a new color. he told me to put on the total slut red BJ lips and then asked if I wanted to see the guys he had invited tonight.We went back downstairs to his den where he had his computer setup. he told me he had been very thorough with his process of choosing guys, married over 35 clean ok with performing in front of other guys and willing to go. ” I sigh.“You’ve never said why.” Samantha says, again trying to find out why I’m not interested in her blond, beautiful and curvy best friend.“She’s just not my type.” I tell her not wanting to tell her that the real reason I’m not interested in her friend is because I’m in love with her.“Who is your type then?” She asks and I swear her smile turns a little cruel but like she is expecting something as I think what to say.“I’m not sure.” I stall for time to try and think of something to say.