Rhonda had been just as taken with the attractive graying professor as he had been with her. Most of her classes had been the usual routine of boring ...ectures, copious notes, cramming and, finally, regurgitating pet facts and phrases come test time. But Paul Terrance was different. In his philosophy class, he almost encouraged them NOT to take notes, but rather to connect with the ideas and trains of thoughts as he moved from one fascinating topic to another, often pausing to ask a pointed. “You have to send someone to check on Clare. I won’t be all right until I know that she is okay. I can’t lose her,” Natalie was saying, as tears flowed down her face. I remembered that she had lost a Partner previously, so understood her concern.“Goa, go over to Dr. Mellifont’s clinic and check on Clare, or I’ll never be able to finish working on Natalie,” Atchine told her assistant, who hurried out past us.Goa soon returned, and Atchine had gotten Natalie to settle down some so she could work. She climbed to the rear seat … I adjusted her front seat all the way to the front and put the back down forward … (All my supporters out there … this how you could fuck comfortably in a car …) … I climbed to the rear and I sat directly behind the passenger seat … she knelt on the foot rest in front of me, between my legs – good thing that she had small frame – I leaned forward, burying my head in her wonders again … lapping her breasts wet and I felt her nipples hardened again … when her. I told them about his crazy fantasy and how I planned on tricking him for his birthday. They didn’t believe me, "I told you won’t believe me,” I said in laughter. I said I suppose I should go up and give him his birthday gift.All at once, Sonia jumped up and said she wanted to see, the others all agreed. They were all drunk and laughing. I don’t think they believed me.So like a bunch of schoolgirls we all sneaked up the stairs laughing and giggling. I knocked on the bedroom door. We heard the.