“Holy Shit,” I said out loud. “What?” Damien asked. I cursed myself internally but without taking my eyes off her. “Think I forgot to make t...e schedule for next week,” I lied. Damien shook his head, then returned his attention to the game. I had got all the numbers, it was a phone number. I punched them into the phone and sent a text message, “Hi,” I sent, There was nothing, then she reached around, grabbing her cell phone from her back pocket. “Hey there,” she sent back, “Did you like, what. " Uh." Tenchi muttered, still having no luck what so ever with the mans point of origin. 'American' of that much he was sure. In spite of having been off planet on a few occasions, it still didn't make Tenchi 'well traveled' enough in the terrestrial sense to lock in the man dialect. Clearly he wasn't the only one who's knowledge of other lands could use a bit of broadening, considering that 'Hanoi' was in Korea!"Well then!" The Japanese man who had first spoken continued, with a conspicuously. Physical satisfaction into muscular development. How I wish I could get my hands on Neena or even that Korean (or whatever she is) Domestic: I imagine tearing their clothes off, my lips sucking on their nipples, swirling around their belly buttons (I wonder if Gaspazha Neena is pierced there?) down between their legs, up and down there labia, across their clits and finally, finally, across their anal buds...Andrei brings my session to a close with a tap on my shoulder and a smile. He is pleased. As I entered the classroom, everyone looked around at me in surprise -- an expression that changed to blank concentration as I sent out my commands to them.It only took a couple of minutes to complete. I sighed and wiped my brow."Mrs. FitzWilliam, will you call the roll?" I suggested."Of course, John," she said. She picked up her attendance sheet and began calling names of students. As each one responded I checked them off on my master list. A couple of people were absent, but I marked everyone.