‘Just kidding! My name is Tom Smith and I’m your Introduction to Paralegal Studies instructor.’ That was the first taste of Professor Tom’s q...irky humor that they all got. She’d come to love his horrid jokes. The entire class would groan when he would come out with another of his lame jokes. They were so bad they were actually funny! Professor Tom scanned the class as he took roll. When he finally called her name and looked over to see who she was, she had been a bit stunned. He looked at her. “I don’t think so,” replied Amber, “but he might have.”Bethany raised herself up on her elbows and looked down at her sister. “Off with your clothes, I want to see.” Amber sighed but began taking off her tank top, completely unembarrassed of being naked in front of her sister. She slipped her shorts and panties off in one fell swoop and laid back down on Bethany’s bed.“One thing I didn’t expect is how sore I’d be. When we woke up, he started to try to slip back into me, but I was just too sore.. She walks round me, the click of her heels resonating round the room, it is somehow erotic and despite my pain, i feel stirings in my penis again. I desparately try and think of something else, the fire i feel in my ass a ready reminder.When i'd met claire i was amazed she was interested in me, she was told, big breasted, long brown hair, a shaply size 12, and intelligent. I considered myself my average. She said she was a lawyer, very his clas,s very secretive, long hours but well paid, so we. He found himself chuckling."Have you been named?" She asked him, it was the first time he had heard her true voice. It was now vacant of the rage and bloodlust that had dominated it before. Beautiful and harmonious, her tone was clear and melodious, not unlike the strum of a stringed instrument. "Aye, I am named, Ansel” he proffered, and was only met with silence. He raised his eyebrows in question. “My friends call me Ani.” He said it with emphasis on the word friends.“Kalista” she said.