She looked like one of those raunchy drawings of a frat-boy's wet dream idea of a perfect woman. That idea was reinforced by her first words as I ent...red the room, "Are you going to fuck me?"I stopped and looked at her eyes and then she added, "I just need one more and I will be at a thousand. I only need one more before midnight to save myself."Maybe Larry wasn't as naive as I thought. The initial reports indicated that she was yelling that she needed two more. I guess I know what he did. I don't think we took a single hit other than to Blake's car and Mr. Johnson didn't even slow down or seem to pay any attention to what was going on. The only problem that I saw with his continuing on was that we were not able to strip the Go-gangers of anything of value that they had. We are all avaricious by nature. Even beat up as they would now be those Hogs would have brought in a few thousand nuyen and the weapons and armor they were wearing would have helped us also. Now they would. This was a man she admired. She loved his class. She loved his sense of humor that helped with implanting the class' concepts. She loved his looks and wondered about the package in his trousers. She may have even loved him. But for some reason, she might flunk his class!"Please, Dr S, how did I get an 'incomplete'? What do I have to do to complete the class? I need this class! I would do anything if I can just finish it with a C+!" She said, flopping into his visitor chair, looking. Your fingertips tighten slightly as you dramatically look away and sigh."You know you didn't have permission. But, since I'm feeling nice today, what do we say?" You look sideways towards me."Bite me," I giggle. You smile for a second and sigh dramatically again while looking away, tightening your fingertips once more. Your face has turned serious as you put the glass into your mouth and use your free hand to pin my arm up against the wall above my head. You slowly drag your nails down my arm.