That first night when she got home, she had listened to it. Then she set up another recorder and recorded his word followed by her pronunciation of th... same word. She went on to the end of the tape. Then she played back the comparison. It was terrible. Where in the world had she picked up such habits and why hadn't she ever been corrected by high school french teachers?After two weeks of hard, every night study and work, even she could hear the improvement. The little bastard and that french. I knew it and she knew it. It was beginning to feel like a sexy game of chicken. How appropriate, given she now had a death grip on my rock hard pecker. How far would she go? How far would I let her go? I honestly did not know at that moment.She continued to stroke my pulsing erection through my thin silk boxers. "Oooohhhh, I think I am in love," she cooed softly right at the entrance of my ear as she felt the smoothness under her fingertips. Her lips caressed my ear lobe as she spoke.I uttered. I pulled out of her tight cunt and her lips were so tight, my cum didn't leak out. Hikaru panted, looking downcast.I watched Fernie writhe on Petrina's lips, panting loudly. I felt pressure in my bladder and was about to head into a stall, when I stopped. There was a cute little pee slut here. Why waste my piss in the toilet when Petrina would love to pee. And then an even nastier though entered my mind."Hikaru, take Petrina's place licking Fernie," I ordered. "Petrina, take off your panties. Much to my pleasure and something I was learning I was not sure that I would be able to keep up with all these ladies. In fact the thought that I had too many women had passed through my mind more than once lately. But hey if it was easy every man or woman would has as many mates I have. I went to sleep with a few still pleasuring themselves.(TUESDAY, MORNING.)By the time my hated timekeeping device began talking loudly in the wake to music function I was still slightly tired from the night.