I tried to calculate how many drinks she had finished. 5 or 6? But it was too late now to worry about that. Her pussy looked so inviting I finally lea...ed forward for a closer look. Pressed in and kissed it softly, allowing my tongue to travel up and down the warm crevice.. Sat back a moment and licked my lips. Nothing bad about the taste of the wetness. I was mesmerized now and slid off the sofa and moved up between her legs. Kissing her pussy softly. Then let my tongue stroke up and down. "Gene finished quickly, tucked his cock back in his pants. His hardon still raged, but for the moment, the immediate need for release had become less urgent. Holly groaned, grabbed her stomach, said, "toss me the TP, gotta do more than pee." Jesus, Holly, are you ever not blunt?" Blunt would have been telling you that I need to take a big shit right now."Gene groaned, grabbed the roll, and handed it to Holly as she squatted down and started moving her bowels."I'm sorry, Hilda," Marcus said, a. So natural ability is part of it. What about good educational facilities?”“Good question,” I said. “And in too many cases, some of you WON’T have that. Uh, how many of you have a high expectation for a rural Alabama middle school?”I heard a few obvious snickers. “Yeah, place’s full a’rednecks ‘n farmers ‘n’ stuff, right?” I paused. Looked over them. “That was me. Here’re the keys. First, YOU don’t be your teacher’s problem. Most of the time she’s got too many others – kids without the ability,. I was feeling kinda weird. I made the required appointment. The last time I was in her care I got my leg cut off. I was worried that that might be related to my current problem. I needn’t have worried: my illness had nothing to do with my leg.“The test results are in, Mister Steele,” said Doctor Metcalf. I didn’t like the look on her face, not at all.“It’s bad isn’t it,” I said. “My leg...”“Sort of, but no, not your leg,” she said. “Mister Steele, you spent a number of years in prison, isn’t.