As I said, I’d only ever had gin with tonic. Mrs Hattersley’s little concoction was very different. It was cold – but not too cold. ...n fact, as it crossed my tongue and slipped down my throat, it seemed, for a brief moment, almost hot. And there was a bitterness. And a definite taste of juniper and (I thought) liquorice.‘Perfect,’ Mrs Hattersley said. ‘So … when does your course start?’‘Monday,’ I said. ‘At least, I have to go. One of Emma’s early worries related to Maisie’s teachers. She feared that they might take advantage of Maisie or the other students. The college had an atmosphere slightly charged with sensuality with so many naked men and women. But she was reassured by the college’s ethical policies. The college had a very uncompromising attitude towards sexual liaisons between staff and student, however lax it was with regards to sexual relationships between staff which, although not exactly encouraged, was. As I finished lubing his great cock I asked "Whats your name?" He said "James, James Bullock." his nipples were as hard as rock by then.I said " I'm Nate, Nate Luce." i went and licked and nibble those perky nipples.I moved back to lick all the pre cum off his red cockhead. He was moaning like a girl by then. I moved to position my asshole over his waiting cock. I slowly slid it in up to the hilt. It felt like he was about to split me in half. As i started bouncing, James gripped my hips and. Then she eventually offered to meet me down-town, over coffee; during in her lunch break!Wow! Elaine was the real McCoy; a stylishly elegant city lady; dressed in a smart grey tailored suit with a kick-pleated skirt; which was all enough to turn me on. When entering that coffee restaurant with her on that occasion, I’d never felt so inadequate.But I was in the hands of a female who knew precisely how to put a young guy at ease as I drank in her lovely hazel eyes and delicious mouth; and without.