It was what he was expecting. “I could refer you to a colleague of mine, perhaps some counselling?” Ben found his voice. “No. No thank you, Mr ...andford. And thank you for your time.” “As you wish,” said the Consultant. “I am confident the, ah, ‘problem’, will correct itself in due course. As I said, there are no physical problems, none at all. You are in excellent health, Mr Farmer.” Ben had nodded one more time and made his exit. Ben’s ‘problem’ had first manifested itself some twelve months. I wish I knew what’s going on in that beautiful head.I immediately try to organize a private jet and I’m able to get one for tomorrow. Great.After we’ve retreated into my rooms, I’d really like to explain the true situation to her. But my rooms will be bugged with microphones and cameras, so I have to be cautious. Akmur certainly expects me to fuck her. For some reason, men in this part of the world really want to make sure that their business partners are not gay. But I’ve fucked some of. She could feel her pussy getting a little damp. 'I can't believe that I'm getting kind of turned on by this.' "Okay, class. Get your books out and turn to page 23. Who would like to read first?" A lot of hands went up and she said, "Jean, please read the first two paragraphs."The rest of the class proceeded like a normal class. During the class, Sarah didn't have to move around all that much, so she just sat on the desk. When she would look at the students, it seemed like all the boys were. She had a bag over her left shoulder and was about three inches shorter than me in her heels.As I had entered the carriage, she had turned to look at me, revealing a very pretty and freckled face with green eyes; I aged her at early thirties and she shuffled slightly forward to let me have a bit of room to stand. She had long and curly strawberry blonde hair which billowed over the hood of her jacket and, somewhat annoyingly, she insisted on shaking her hair every now and then which caused me.