He then asked me to come with him and he led me into the building to an office on the second floor. He asked me my name and I partially lied to him sa...ing my name was Teri Smith. He stated that he had a tip that I may be coming to the post office that night and that he may want to investigate my tax return and identification. At that point he asked me for my drivers license. What could I do? I opened my purse and handed him my license showing me as Terry Smith. He looked at me again and told me. " ...at a school in the South West Missouri Valley State Conference. Football..." Richard sighed. He'd heard the stories of his supervisor's college football days longer than he could sometimes bear."A school? A school?" snarled Professor Vukovich, putting a heavy emphasis on the indefinite article. "The Moltke College Rifles went ten and two in Division IV-B in my sophomore year. Tough shit, though. One out of division game, and that was against Oklahoma. Man, if only I'd gotten the call off. He got up and went to the bathroom to brush his teeth and so forth, then got back in bed to fall back to sleep. As he was drifting off he was reawakened by the sound of one of the girls coming into his room. Only half conscious, he stirred as Vicky climbed in under the covers beside him, whispering, “I heard you get up, are you still awake?”“I’m not sure, but I’m still tired.” He really wanted to sleep some more, and was hoping she wasn’t going to start fooling around again. But it felt. By the time he dried her, she was beginning to show signs of being 'on heat'. He pushed his cock against her fingers, 'Feel it', he said and for the first time ever, his wife was handling his cock, rubbing and pulling it, much to his delight.He carried her into the bedroom, all the time she was giving his necks nips with her teeth. He pushed onto the bed, spread her thighs and mounted her. This time her backside rose, totally enabling his cock to disappear and as he thrust and sucked on her.