“I’m just killing time. And it’s ending tonight.” A smile crossed my lips. My idea was just so naughty. “I need to find Mrs. Umayyah.”“I...bet that Arab slut’s in her classroom watching Clint,” Pam said.“Let’s go find out,” I said, slipping my arm around her waist. She was such a wonderful girl. I was glad I had her. It was such a delight to love her. I was glad our father knocked up her mother and that we discovered who she truly was. When I brought her to my brother, a gift, we didn’t know we. .. Well, I do have geometry with her, last period.”“What have you got to lose? Give her a double-dose of ... of whatever the fuck this sex-mind-control stuff is – you just gave me. If she’s not made of glaze hardened, frigid clay, she will melt before dark today. You told me you were just testing me - what if you really did bear down on her and make her wonder about you? Tell her somehow, that you have a huge cock even...“Lucien, you really do have a huge cock - don’t you? I see you swelling. She sighed in relief as Mark finally gave up on her tits, leaving them wet and sore, and started to untie her. She stretched her cramped and aching muscles as he pulled her to her feet. She moaned and stretched and reached to pull off the makeshift hood, put Mark grabbed her arms to stop her.In one, shift motion he pulled at the flimsy material of her uniform and tore it free, leaving her blind and completely naked before him. Mark dragged her by the shoulders to the couch and tossed her to the. “I must be honest, when Georgia called me and said you would be interested n having dinner with me, I was intrigued.”“How so?” she asked.“When we met that first time a few weeks ago I got the impression you were not very comfortable working here. I suspected you would have left by now.”“Well, it’s not like I plan on making the Silver Stallion a career,” she laughed.“Money?” he asked.“Is it that obvious? I’m behind in ... but we don’t need to talk about my problems. I’d rather hear about.