Would Monday be my day to be special? And what would that mean beyond an undies dress-code?I took a deep breath as I dialed the last number to my comb...nation lock and swung the metal door wide. On the floor of the 20 inch-wide, six foot tall locker was a letter-size manila envelope with my name on it. I put my knapsack down and opened the envelope and read the one page missive. Only the salutation was hand-written; the rest of the letter had been printed on a computer.Victor,Dress Code for the. Not to be indecent I wore a cute little, dove gray, soft, k**skin bolero style jacket, a gurl must be careful about mixing too many bright and vivid colors to not look like a tramp... heaven forbidI donned my wild red big hair wig, big gold hoop ear rings in my pierced ears, one wrist loaded with a dozen jangly gold bangles, the other with a broad shiny polished gold cuff bracelet, a gold 3 tier snake with red ruby eyes on my slender girlish right upper arm, several large sparkly pageant style. ” I said as I took the head of his penis into my mouth and twirled my tongue around the nicely pronounced ridge under the head. Gary quivered from the intense stimulation on his sensitive head. “I will be very gentle Liz. I won’t hurt you. I will go real slow, and I will let your vagina open slowly to accept my cock.” Gary said while his erection pulsed and grew in my mouth. I withdrew his cock from my lips. He was now fully erect, straining straight up. His erection was so rigid I think he. Of all the subjects I taught, that was probably my favourite, particularly the Computer Networks part of the subject. Second would be the Data Structures part of 6.641, Computing IIC. Of course in the next few years these subjects would change as we transitioned to the ‘Computer Engineering’ course.I had also found the first ‘target’ file format for my experiments with steganography; the computer graphics lab had a number of ‘Apollo’ workstations, together with a high resolution flatbed.