“You’re very direct,” he said. “You’re not,” I said. “You’re avoiding my questions.” “I just paid you a compliment,” he said. �...Thank you, I think,” I said. He still didn’t answer my questions, but he said, “You’re an attractive woman in a rather cerebral way based on the particular shelves I saw you browsing through. You don’t seem to be the type of woman I’d see in a bar, but then again, I don’t hang out in bars looking to meet women. To be honest, I wasn’t looking to meet anyone, but you. One day, I go into the guys room and he's at a urinal jacking off. I stood there a bit gobsmacked and finally said, "Are you jerking off?!?" He turned around with his giant, hard, throbbing, glistening dick hanging out of his pants and he smiled this impish grin and said, "No, I'm just warming it up for you." Fuck. He set this up. He knew when I went to the bathroom every day. He started walking toward me and I started backing up. I got to the door and it was an inward opening door and. Today she wore black high heeled dress shoes , thigh high dark silky stockings , a short silky skirt with a slit up one side , her sheer white silk sleeveless collarless loose blouse. As she walked into her classroom she saw many of her students looking at her breasts through the large arm holes of her shirt. She started class and had her students working on their end of term projects. She noticed a lot of students asking for her help. When she stood next to a student she leaned down to help. Her blouses or sweaters were of various colors but likewise always tight and always translucent or transparent. Passing men never bothered to look at her face once they noticed her bodacious tatas. Even fully clothed, she was great masturbation material.Trust me; I speak from personal memory. I must admit that once I learned that Audrey was one of Grandfather's co-stars, and we rehearsed together, even I myself kept her naked image behind my closed eyelids when there was no one else available.