." Crittenhouse," I offered."Mr. Crittenhouse, it's the University's car. Another will be sent to replace hers in about three hours, and she'll get he... car back when you leave."The secretary shrugged and didn't look too put out."Thank you, Mr. Keesan." Do you know where we would be able to find Archy?" Kristen asked."You could try his dormitory at the Hilltop Apartments, or the football field," Mr. Keesan answered. He looked thoughtful for the moment. "They had practice earlier this morning. So. Won't I need them for the glorious spend to flood my insides at the end... ?" Smiling brightly she said, "Yeah, I guess I'll have to cut them both off." Turning on her heel again, she started to open the door."But honey!" Tom protested, "what will you do tomorrow? I mean..." Damn it, Thomas Gardiner Conroy, I don't give a damn about tomorrow!" she screamed. "If I don't do it, I won't live till tomorrow!"While they were having their exchange the phone had begun to ring. Normally, when they began. .." he was interrupted by the sound of Miss H mocking laughter, " boy your not in English composition now, essence indeed, speak plainly, you were trying to smell my cunt juices weren't you ? "D felt like 5000 volts had just gone through him, did she really just say cunt ? His hesitation brought further rebuke, "answer boy, now ! " Yes Miss I was trying to smell " he stumbled over his words, " your cunt smell " And what did you find ?, what was there ? " It smelt of a sweet muskiness " he. She looked sort of dull red on the right, palest yellow on her left. I tried to remember to breathe both in and out. She glared down at me like you'd size up a fractious work horse 'fore you throw a harness on him.Her room was almost as cold as the courtyard, but I was getting warm awful fast. I grabbed her at the hips, and she pulled away with a grunt, unable to open some of my breeches' top buttons and leaving me grabbing at night air."Nu," she said, breathing hard, "please, vi do it. Kvick.".