Well, I found out that Anne fucked that professor again. She came to my dorm, drunk at 3 am, fighting with me, calling me a little bitch and pussy, an... she began slapping my face. I won’t even get started on what she was on about.I tried calming her down, but whenever I said anything she just slapped me, or if I tried to stop her from drinking more from her loaded thermos, she pushed me.She said, “I’m going to F*** that professor again. By the way, his cock, is like, way bigger than yours.”I. The panties rose again in the perfect outline of her pussy.She pulled me on top of her so that I sat on top of her silky panties, one leg either side of her, looking down into her perfect curl framed face. She took both of my hands and traced them around her breasts. There was nothing I could do about my cock which was sticking like a flagpole out of the fly of my pajamas. Betty's eyes seemed to fix on it while idly rubbing her breasts with my hands.'Mmmm, I can use that', she murmured,. ” Lance told me. I was somewhat speechless as he was so forward, as he looked at me questioningly. After a few minutes I had regained my composure. “Sorry, I was just taken by surprise by not only what you said but your grabbing me ass; I am used to my husband doing something like that but not usually a co-worker. Don’t get me wrong I am OK with it just surprised.” I said. “Oh your married, I didn’t realize, I am sorry” Lance said. “Hey, no problem,. True to his pattern, the Priest stepped onto the track for the last race and blessed the forehead of an old nag that was 100/1.This time the priest blessed the eyes, ears, and hooves of the old nag.The bookie knew he had a winner and bet every cent he had on the old nag.He watched dumbfounded as the old nag pulled up and couldn’t even finish the race.In a state of shock, he went to the track area where the Priest was standing.Confronting him, he exclaimed, “Father! What happened? All day long.