"She's a ninth grader, and should not even be taking this class. She's too smart for it," the teacher replied. "Now back to the lesson."Jessica had to...suffer the whole class wondering about what Fiona had told her. She needed more information and knew she wasn't going to get any, before lunchtime. Then, she would be torn. Go see John, or talk with Fiona. Life wasn't always very fair."The last time we were here," my father said, "we ended up at the hospital." Thanks for reminding me," I replied.. In a slight act of rebellion he insisted on playing one of his Queensryche CD's on the final stretch of the journey northward. If Ruthie wanted to listen to his father's music, she'd have to do it on her own time.Mike and Ruthie returned to his dorm and set up to live as a couple for the next week and a half. She had everything she needed to make herself at home in Mike's room. The best part of the arrangement, as far as she was concerned, was that Mike was at his job in training from 7:30. He started moaning in pleasure during the treatment.After we were done cleaning him out I lay on his legs and started to eat his ass out. I kissed and tongued his crack and beautiful rose bud looking hole. I massaged his tight opening with my tongue and got him to loosen up even more. I got my tongue deep side of him. He tasted clean and sweet from the cleaning we did. He was really turned on by this time.I asked if he was ready to really experience pleasure. He answered by moaning and putting. Looking into Ayaan’s amused eyes, I bit back a horny grin. Still, I cockily asked her what she meant by ‘tone it down’. Ayaan shrugged, and then, without warning, the gorgeous Somali Hijabi threw her arms around yours truly and kissed me. I didn’t see that one coming, folks. I am always the one who makes the first move with women. Never had a female make the first move on me. Sweet lips you got there, I told Ayaan, once we came up for air. The gorgeous Hijabi grinned sexily, and did something.