'Cindi' was smiling vacuously at a very confused graduate student."H... Hello, Dr. Lowe," he said.I recognized him as one of the students who had take... his prelim exam last month. Cynthia had really reamed him, asking damn near impossible questions and doing her best to make him feel like shit. He'd probably never seen her smile and no one had ever heard her giggle like she now did when he called her Dr. Lowe.I was in a hurry to get Cindi thoroughly bimbofied but I figured, 'What the hell!" The. For the first time I am near enough to get his scent. It is one I never smell before, but it is also somehow familiar. I feel a sense of comfort that I do not feel with the others I meet.He at last swims a little to me as I near him. I give him greeting and tell my name.“Minacou?” he repeats. Then he speaks a thing I do not understand, as though he does not even speak to me. “She says she will do this.”He does not say his name immediately. That is not usual, when two meet the names are the. I couldn't even think of a time we had even stood next to each other at a urinal to slyly glance at each other's cocks.I walked to the back of the boat picked up my rod and wound the now unbaited hook in. I heard Dave's feet shuffling on the deck as he too stripped his clothes off. I rebaited my hook and cast it back into the water. I turned around to face Dave. He was standing between the driver's and the passenger's seat and had an elbow on the backrest of each. He made no attempt to hide. "Good to see you again" Jenna smiled softly at the tall blond ice maiden."And you, although my visit is more formal than usual." What about a coffee before we discuss progress, considerable progress I'm pleased to say?" suggested Jenna."Sure, the freeway was a killer this morning, I could do with a shot," replied Amanda, "Crap, this is going to be harder than I thought" she silently mused.Jenna followed Dr Glenn down the corridor to the canteen, watching the tight cheeks of her ass struggle.