" There was almost a part of Billy, the part that listened to his Granddad for hours on end, which came to the surface just then. The joy that goes wi...h just being a boy. Then it was gone.Billy closed the lid of the toy box, to look at all of the personal things that he had to go through before the weekend was over. If he got the Irregulars together for a game, he would never get through it in time. There was no reason to think he could even get them all together. It was a Friday, after all.. She really was here. Her hands wrapped vice-like around my shoulders. Mine grabbed her smooth, tight ass and pulled her thighs and belly tight against mine. My dick pushing and feeling her pussy from the outer. Her stiff nipples pricked my sides.It felt like only her big, firm boobs and my bloated cock prevented our bodies from merging into one. She was facing me, eyes closed, running her hands through her hair to wet it. My eyes immediately looked down to the exquisite V between her hips where. She turned to see a young woman slowly hobblingdown the hallway."Good morning," greeted Michelle.The woman paused and balanced on her one good leg. She was breathinghard."I'm Special Agent Samantha Gibson. Are you Special Agent Parker?" sheasked."Yes and please call me Michelle, we're a little informal down here,"replied Michelle. "When you've caught your breath please come into myoffice." Thanks, I'm still not used to getting around on these things. The walkin from the parking lot seemed to. “It’s been many years, and you’ve remembered all your lessons-well, all my lessons, really-just perfectly. She went about reminding me of the classes she took, slowly like a dream; I began to get back the memories.“That’s right, Rahul,” Shabana said, taking a step closer, her voice just a bit softer and lower. “You see? You’re a perfect student, and you remember all your lessons. You remember to forget, and you forget to remember, just like I told you that you would. Doesn’t it feel nice to be.