“Yes.”The hands moved to my thighs, stroking me, no longer with any pressure, but with softness and intent--intent on arousing me more.A nail scra...ched along my inner thigh, I shuddered.“Come on baby, open those legs a bit for me." Her hand pressed against the inside of my thigh, urging them to open for her. I did. Her hands slid even further upwards, under the hem of my shorts, close, so very, very close to my prick. I shifted uncomfortably as the pressure of my erection grew even more.“Okay,. I caught her laughing. She dropped her head to her arms.She looked up and typed. "I can't believe I'm telling you this but, why not try a porn site?"Ugh, I replied. I hate fake boobs.She shook her head again.My erection was throbbing at this point and my boxers were soaking wet. It was late and I was punch drunk at this point. So I totally didn't give a fuck anymore. Plus, she didn't seem to be getting too offended by the conversation.So, I said:Why don't you just let me look at you for a few. They should try spending a week in my chair!"I couldn't remember what it was from, but I quoted, "Uneasy lies thehead that wears a crown..." Ah! My favorite human author! And the finest chronicler of human flawsand human follies." Only humans flaws and follies?" Well of course. Shakespeare was a human." But I thought the appeal of Shakespeare---and how he's been popular allover the world for all these centuries, and under the water and withthe Klingons too, although they're not technically. I chewed, and took a breath, getting my thoughts together, trying not to get all squirmy. I didn't even have to look to know Kate had that mischievous grin on her face again, as she teased my dick. “She hasn't been in since I've been in here. Why do you ask?” “No reason, just had a question for her.” I took a shallow breath, trying to hide it so he wouldn't ask any questions. Kate had taken to kissing the tip of me, her tongue just barely going into the hole. “Anything important? I can send her.