Left alone, the two girls were quickly provided with shot after shot after drink after shot after drink. They felt more desired than ever by the guys ...t the party but felt more hated than ever by the sorority girls.The last thing she remembered was Kelly joking about going through the woods to knock on Mr. Marcon's door. Mr. Marcon was their high school principal and he did live about a half mile through the woods. She thought 'maybe I followed Kelly into the woods?' No, that couldn't be. We waited a few minutes for Amy to leave, then Nasha told me to sit back in the chair and relax.She pretended to still be giving me an examination then looked at me and said "theres just 1 more thing i need to check". She ran her hand over my groin making my cock bulge. "mmm that looks like it may need to come out" she said. It was very corny and silly but it was fun. She unzipped my jeans and reached in her hands were still in surgical glove and the latex felt wierd on my cock. Nasha slowly. I had been hiding my cock from her all week. "Pizza! Why don't you order when Lizvette gets here, then she can join us after the lesson?"She stood beside me waiting for her answer and put her hand on my ass, patting and carressing it, a touch that always stiffened my cock. "Yes that's a good idea. I will, sweetheart." She kissed my arm.I dressed in jeans and a loose sweatshirt and knocked on Bethie's bedroom door. "Angel?" Come in, Daddy."I opened the door to see my daughter standing in front. "Sydney, you have a gift... It is like Descartes and Picasso as one person," said Duncan. Trying and observing the screen and program interaction -- it is a work of art, form, and meditation in one...Sydney smiles.As Duncan plays with the program, Sydney can see what options are learned first and which options are liked best. By using an keyboard and mouse combined setup, along with a command line and graphic based interaction, Duncan is using both sides of mind... Sydney can feel and see.