I felt his life-force, and I yearned to possess it. How well I remember that day! He was tall, muscled like a god himself. His hair fell to his should...rs in a wave of dark curls. His beard was short, and did not hide the fullest lips I had ever seen. His eyes were brown and heavy-lidded, like a satyr's, but where a satyr's eyes show only lust, his showed warmth and humor and compassion. He wore a woolen tunic with a belt, and sandals, and played on the reed pipe as he watched his flock settling. “No let’s take her to her house and tie her up there. No one will find her.” Replied Phil.“Maybe you should just let her go.” Said Jose.Mrs. James pleaded and begged to be let go. She promised them all A’s and not to report them. John wouldn’t hear it because he was so angry that he wanted to teach her a lesson. Mrs. James always tuned him on and that gave him an idea.“Let me rape the slut.” John said as he reached under her pretty dress. He felt up her leg and found her stockings.“Look. C'mon! I wanna dance with you." She grabbed my hand and I allowed myself to be pulled onto the dance floor.I had spent enough time watching the other kids dancing and having fun that I knew the basics, and held my arms out to Angie. She gracefully slipped into my embrace and the two of us began the typical back and forth motion that marks many junior high dances, awkward and unsure of ourselves."So have you had a good time?" she asked. I shook my head."Not really. No one wants to dance with. We spoke to other colleagues over conference call not video call professionally about this project and congratulated each other on completion of this project.I was continuously fingering and licking her during the entire conference call and she was busy licking my dick and balls yes we did this call in the 69 position when she was speaking I was sucking and vice versa and when others were speaking we both were sucking.It was again one of her fantasies and how can I say no to any fantasy of any.