It was her fervent desire to join the FBI and be either a profiler or an investigator. She'd known what she wanted to do ever since seeing an old epis...de of Dragnet as a little girl. She wanted to chase down the bad guys and figure out who had done what. With a steady stream of those kinds of shows and the new CSI-style shows, she knew exactly where she wanted to be, and she'd gone for it.Uncle Marcus had been right behind her, encouraging her and giving her small sums to help out. She knew he. . and stuff this cock up that soft white belly 'til you can taste it." Oh God..." Cathy moaned almost incoherently, her face resting on his shoulder, suddenly unable to comprehend the erotic excitement his obscene description was arousing in her. "Oh please God no..."The helpless young student quickly tried to close her legs, but Miguel's knee was there first. No, this can't be happening to me!"Why don't you just spread those beautiful little legs of yours, honey, and let your old Dean come. In slow motion, the blanket lifted and I watched her eyes meet mine as she moaned on my mic. Danny and Brielle were locked in place. I could see the hunger in their faces. We had set ablaze the room with no remorse. “Damn baby, you sucking the shit out your dick, and you look so good doing it.” I loved encouraging her. I mean, she did look amazing with 8 thick inches of me in her mouth. Slurping slowly, she winked at me. The way Brielle gazed over at the scene we created, I didn’t know. And she'd been so drunk that she didn't remember most of that. So when I met back up with Tammy Joe that summer and we started to hang out, she saw the chance to change her stars.Tammy Joe had always been a very classy girl. Even to this day, she's a bitch, but she's a classy bitch. In fact, I probably wouldn't be remiss in saying that Tammy Joe could probably be the classiest woman in any bowling alley or trailer park she chose to hang out in.That summer, Tammy Joe and I reconnected and fell.