She stood up as I approached, and kissed my cheek.“What’s your poison?”Calm, sophisticated. I wished I was.“I’m on Daiquiri. Try it.”The b...rtender loaded the mixer, shook it and poured my drink.“It’s delicious.”“So are you. John warned me, but you are even lovelier than I’d expected." She was wearing a loose leather jacket, a close fitting top showing her boobs and cleavage to perfection, and tight shorts which did wonders for the delicious curves of her arse. Both were tailored in white. The material from the bra was visible as it pushed upagainst the front of the t-shirt. Catching myself in the mirror thesmall t-shirt had the effect of making my breasts look even bigger. Finally, these was a pair of 5 inch high heel ankle boots in a shinyblack material. I ties the laces of them together, struggling to reachthem in the tight mini I was wearing.I put on my make up at the vanity as I had practiced so many timesrecently wondering again how it come to this.I began to make my way. IPhone charging cable – too soft, and too short. AHA! The Kindle charging cable – it’s appropriately long, firm and thin. That will have to do.I take out the iPad and set it on the table. I turn on the front facing camera, and position it so that her face is visible. “We will try a new approach.” I release her bound breasts and remove the clothespins so that they recover a bit (I want to suck and nibble them later!), and take off the blindfold. She blinks in the light, and sees the iPad and her. Susannah, I said, as calmly as possible, I am neither gay nor impotent. I happen to be in a relationship right now, and I have absolutely no desire to cheat on my partner. Not with you and not with anyone, so you might as well wear underwear and longer skirts the rest of the semester. Besides, you wouldnt last two minutes with me, darling. I will not fuck you now or ever. Her grin turned into a pout, and she stood up quickly. She opened her mouth to say something when my computer dinged. I.