" I'm Des, and I'll make it my business to attend" I replied, and we shook hands. Hers was slim cool and firm.She walked away with a sway of hips that...was poetry in motion. My God, I thought, I've copped on for tomorrow!I was in two minds whether to stay at the Ambassador or not. I watched Emma dancing with one of the civvies and I remembered that a bird in the bed tonight is worth two in a club tomorrow. She might not show up, or have some other bloke sniffing round her or be a high class. “But it’s just so hard to remember after class is over.”The other students don’t seem to have a problem.“That’s because they don’t have a hard dick in them after class either.”That could make a difference. What about your classes with the witch professors?“Oh, those? I have no problem remembering them.”You should try one of them, you may like it better.“I did, and this is what happened,” she says, frowning.All you had to do was ask and I would have done it.“Had I known you could talk, I would. At first, she had flatly refused, but after telling her why it had to be done, she had relented. After that, he took her home. They had to stop by at her apartment first, to pick up her things and her kitten, Clove. That done, they had driven to the estate where Cassie and Clove were welcomed whole-heartedly into the Quentin household. His father had been ecstatic when he met Cassie, and she had taken to him remarkably well. Clove fitted in too. His father had been charmed by the kitten, and. We gulped some shots and then he grabbed me by my waist to the dance floor. The dance floor was already crowded. I felt many hands on my body all of a sudden. I looked at him and gave him an uncomfortable look. He quickly understood and made some room around us. But still, it was crowded.Now came the moment I was waiting for. He grabbed me and pulled me close to him. He put his arms around me to distance me from others. Now my boobs were crushing in his chest and his dick crushing on my cunt. I.