I’ll start reading it once I get home. I promise.”“Promises, all I get from you is promises. I want knowledge from you.”“This time I mean it... sir. I want to become a good girl. Just give me a chance.”“All right, I’ll do it. I’ll eat your delicious wet pussy. But there is one condition.”Katy looked at him with her eager eyes begging him to continue.“I’ll do it if you name five postmodern novelists.”“Ok, Ok, Ok...” she hastily was trying to overcome her dizziness. “Ah… Thomas Pynchon.”He kissed. "Time to rise sweetie," she said.Mel was already awake and waiting for Amy's knock. "Amy, if it pleases you, would you step into my room for a minute," Mel requested.Amy opened the door and stepped in. Mel stood in the center of the room naked and proudly displaying the jewelry set that Amy had purchased for her."Do they look ok?" Mel asked.Amy swallowed. "You look beautiful Mel. Do you like what I picked out?" Like is a very inadequate word. I love them Amy. You shouldn't have gotten them. He then paused with his lips just two inches from mine. He moved as if to kiss me on the mouth. I guess he wasn't sure if I was ready for that yet. I was. I put a hand on the back of his head and pulled his lips to mine. Our mouths opened and our tongues we doing their dance.When he kissed my nipples again I reached out a grabbed his cock. Jake stopped me. He said that this first time would be all about me, we could do him later. I didn't argue. I was the student here. The teacher knew best. We. Because I’d been a soldier and spoke fluent German, I was assigned to that task. Whenever foreign dignitaries were invited to watch military reviews – and the Germans had plenty of them – I was there, to size up their numbers, take note of any new weaponry that might be on display and just learn whatever I could. That was the easy part. The hard part was traveling throughout the country and learning what I could about what the Germans didn’t want the general public to know. I quickly found the.