This time Darcy must have said something because he quickly jerked it away and cast a quick glance my way.Half an hour later Darcy got up to go to the...bathroom and a minute or so later Mark got up and headed toward the bathrooms. I'd seen enough that night that my suspicions were aroused so I waited a couple of minutes and then got up and headed for the johns. Mark wasn't in the bathroom and since we would have passed each other if he had headed back to the table that meant he must have gone. She waited for the second burst, then swallowed. More came. She swallowed again. Slowly the torrent ebbed. She held him with her hand as gradually he softened. She licked him, gently now. He found the sensation nearly unbearable. Then she let go and slid up until her face could touch his. She kissed him, lingeringly. He held her to his chest. Then she raised her head, looked at him and smiled."I think you mentioned something about liking that sort of thing," she said.Unlike her, he was not yet. You...” he pointed at a girl four seats over from me, “ ... smudge everything. There is nothing that would help your drawings more than an eraser. You...” pointing at the only other guy left in the class, “ ... seem to think this is a drafting class. Your pencils are too hard and ground to too fine a point.”And so it went on. He hit every single one of us with our ‘isms’ as he called them. He’d pointed them out often enough. Everyone cringed as we waited for him to turn his pointy finger at us.. He saw the look which made him even angrier. I saw his fists ball and shocked him totally when I smiled. “I bet right about now you’re wanting to knock some sense into me, aren’t you? Well go ahead, take a swing. Then it will all over but except signing the papers.”He went white. I had never before been so forceful. He let out a strangled scream and stomped off to bed. I picked all the pieces of my phone up, mentally grinning. Having a backbone felt good. I slept in the guestroom that night. As.