“Buddy, you fucked up big time,” I said. “You asked me here, and seem to think I can help. Well, Dr. Wagoner is here as a lawyer, but she’s st...ll a shrink. She’s not going to give it to you in the ass. Neither is the Dean. You can wait until tomorrow, and maybe the city cops show up and you go to jail. Sign the fucking statement and thank the Dean you’re not facing prostitution charges. If it wouldn’t look like prostitution, I’d say blow jobs all around were in order.” The Dean looked at me. Tan extasiada y excitada como estaba, tardé algunos minutos en reconocer su disfraz, era la vestimenta de Julia Roberts en Mujer Bonita. En un momento determinado, nuestras miradas se entrecruzaron y me sonrió mientras agitaba su mano a manera de saludo, y continuó mascando un imaginario chicle acorde con el personaje que encarnaba. Crucé el salón como hipnotizada, me dirigí a ella como polilla a la luz, cuando llegué hasta donde se encontraba, sentí una agradabilísima sensación de calor y. ” “You sure do carry on. You always talk this much?” she frowned again, looking back at me. “I'm not about to try anything.” “I know that. I said I could judge a fella's character, or we wouldn't be standing here having this discussion...as you say.” There was an uncomfortable pause and to my shock, she actually chuckled. “You look mortified.” “I am. Maybe I should just...” “I can see how much you like me.” Lynn smirked. “You don't think I saw you checking me out?” I swallowed hard, my heart. We decided to move to the room. I had a big surprise when I saw the room. She had neatly decorated the room with flowers and she kept fruits, milk, and honey on a table there. The room was filled with the pleasant smell of agarbatti. She had also put on a dim light.We went into the room. She pushed me on the bed and she came over me and we started smooching madly. We rolled over and I came over her. I kissed her neck to which she moaned. Then I made her sit and removed the pin that held her.