I knew eating with them would be like being pecked to death by ducks. They knew me too well. They'd be coming at me from every direction, trying to fi...d out what I knew, what was going on, and I was afraid I couldn't stand up to their assault.Oh, sure, I'd see them during classes that we shared, bump into them in the hallways, but there was no time for them to gang up and get their teeth into me during those brief head-to-head encounters. All of them together for a half an hour at the lunch. Lo and behold, that horse - a long shot - won the race.Next race, as the horses lined up, the Priest stepped onto the track.Sure enough, he blessed one of the horses.The bookie made a beeline for a betting window and placed a small bet on the horse. Again, even though it was another long shot, the horse won the race. He collected his winnings, and anxiously waited to see which horse the Priest would bless next.He bet big on it, and it won.As the races continued the Priest kept blessing horses,. I'm a pervert.” Realizing how I was interpreting this, Jeanne cried, “No Michael, you don't get it. I'm the woman of your dreams. You're the man of my dreams. I don't ever want to give that up. I love that you want to lick my pussy and my ass. I never want you to stop making sweet gentle love to me. I love it when you dance with me while we're fucking.” “But I'm not your fantasy.” “Yes Michael, you are my fantasy, but I have another fantasy and so do you. You're not David or Paul. You don't. I wanted to know what he was going to text her.They text each other for half hour. There was a lot more smiley faces kisses n winks from him, and I could tell he was really feeling her but at the same time she was finding his personality really appealing and she said he is actually attractive, being that he is quite a man's man. She knew it turned me on so she teased me about him.In December for christmas my company booked a hotel and restaurant for our night out and I took her a long. I made.