"Oh no - it was my turn. I knew what was coming."You had in many ways the greatest potential of all. You should havebeen an A student."She was beginni...g to sound like Mrs. Gibson, the Guidance Counselor.Unfortunately, both Loretta and Mrs. Gibson were right. I just couldn'tseem to get myself motivated. I did fine until high school. By then,personal freedom had transformed into freedom to fail. There was alwayssomething to do that was more interesting than studying. That somethingusually. It did make her more interesting. It also made him enjoy her surrendering to him more exciting. Ykir knew what he was talking about. Jake sat in the chair before the desk. It was extraordinarily comfortable. Of course, Jake thought; if I were to imagine a chair to sit in, this would be it. Ykir apparently thought the same way. He thought of another question."When I spoke to my parents, the way they referred to you indicated that you were dead. When I talked to Barrachus, I got the impression. Okay, breath in."Did you order a girl from Poland?" I cooed for everyone to hear. Silence that collapsed right after was probably the biggest in Arlanda's history. Azem slowly moved his eyes from my high black boots, through my half-opened black leather coat with my hands in its pocket, a jeans mini skirt lurking out, up through my breasts almost helping the coat buttons explode, to my round, smiling face and black tied-up hair. Despite I value compliments on my intelligence the most, the first. Igot home, sprinted to my computer, and started watching porn until she logged on.Again, we had an amazing roleplay that (I imagine) left both of us panting after ourorgasms.We talked quite often, sometimes roleplaying three or four times a week. But onemorning, after an extremely heated session, I awoke to a message saying: “Here’s mynumber babe. Text me the next time you’re horny ;)”Well, I got horny right then and there. But I didn’t want to get too turned on.