Each student had turned in three copies of his or her work. The chosen students sat facing the class and the teacher smiled and pointed, looking at hi... copy. "This is Gloria," he said pointing at the dark-haired girl, "and this is David. They are having a discussion, a private one. Read, please." Shit," read the girl, "All you want to do is fuck, fuck, fuck." Um," said the male reader."Stop it, you freak," the girl read loudly."Good," said the teacher, and they read on through the pages of. ’ Blackie paused halfway down into the corner chair, his smirk fading. ‘Neighbor? Which one?’ ‘Jean.’ John sighed. ‘She’d been seriously ill, so it wasn’t totally unexpected, but still…’ He shook his head. ‘Aw, sorry, Keep. That’s rough, man.’ Subdued, Blackie settled into the chair and let the silence stretch respectfully. He, out of all the the people John worked with, was the only one that knew anything about John’s life outside of INDIGO. Just as it was frowned upon, for safety concerns, to. “I mean, not like that, but-”Sarah blushed and interrupted, “Thanks, Liz! I was going for a look that’d fit the restaurant and this area.”Liz took a second to take in all of Sarah’s outfit, and looked around the area. “Well, sweetie, I’m not sure if anyone else looks like a fish around here, but you’re definitely a beautiful fish.”Sarah giggled. “Bloop bloop. How would you like me? Steamed? Grilled? Raw?”Liz laughed and replied, “I’m not sure, I think a warm and moist fish is my favorite.”Sarah. “Beloved Master. Coffee.”I gathered my scattered, befuddled, wits. “Sally, you’re a true treasure.” I levered myself up from my supine position and she shifted pillows in order that I could lean back. The mouth – Enid, of course – left my cock. The duvet heaved and Enid emerged, straddled me and sank down on my erection. I groaned with the pleasure of it, but accepted the cup of coffee. Sybaritic? Excellent bed. Wonderful coffee. Snug, hot pussy enclosing me. Bladder? Not critical. Definitely.