For as pissed off as I was, I was happy Dwight didn’t just bail out on me, and he did look so handsome.“I feel silly in my costume now,” I said....��Why?” he asked. “To me, you look as sexy as fuck.”“You really think so?”Dwight leaned down and kissed my neck, then purred in my ear, “Very much so, and tonight, you’re all mine.”I blushed hard, then said, “As promised.”Dwight and I left and drove to the party. The valet took our car and a mad scientist driving a golf cart took us up to the house. I. "Hot Damn! That was something I never expected. Those two women must have given me the reputation of a sex god. I damned well had better live up to it! I started out with teaching Atrina how to French kiss. It appeared to be totally unknown in this era, so it was a good place to start. "Very well, Atrina, we will start out by kissing. I have found that to be the best place to begin. As I kiss you, please open your mouth enough to let me get my tongue past your teeth. You will know what to do. She gripped his shirt, and then remembered to be careful of marking his chest. He was bringing her close very quickly and she was panting.“Just let go, Silk. You have my permission,” he told her quickly and went back to giving her oral pleasure all the while stroking the tat on her back.Within seconds, she totally lost control. “Oh, Michael. Yes, don’t stop,” she cried.When she was through, he slid out from between her legs and she sank to her knees beside the bed. “You okay, pet,” he. In the first ten minutes of the discussion of intervals (a subject Richard thought was simple enough to understand), Dobra had already made some connections Richard had never even considered.Not that they mattered; Richard couldn't see how that would help his playing. But it was interesting nonetheless.A guy walked into the classroom about ten minutes into the period. Richard recognized him as the one who was late the first class period as well."Mr. Deerfield. You are late," Dr. Dobra said.