I think he has Sylvia pretty well snowed regarding this act about gambling addiction. Sylvia called the next morning to let them know that her husban... had just left for his mother’s house. Greg checked his laptop and confirmed that the locator was working. They headed over to Sylvia’s house. She greeted them and gave each a kiss on the cheek. She was dressed in white Capri pants and a loose top showing a lot of cleavage and open at the bottom that did not quite reach her waist. Greg explained. Not so. Half the city seemed to know he was a divorcee and some guys as well as most gals he and Julie had cultivated as ‘friends’ since coming to the city did their best to avoid him. Some were rather rude about it. What crap was that? He hadn’t acquired a dreaded disease or was wearing unwashed underpants. The hurtful part was some of those had been his friends and not really Julie’s. Ray was IT (information technology) manager at Kingston Law, largest law firm in the city, so had the divorce. “In my class, I do not tolerate any talk out of time. You can only speak when I give permission. Do you understand?”Lucas didn’t answer and just sat down. Sensing Lucas’s lack of response, the teacher, who had walked over to the board, turned again and spoke, this time out loud, almost shouting.“DO YOU UNDERSTAND?!”Lucas nodded silently in response to the words of the teacher, who again spoke out loud.“I DIDN’T HEAR YOUR ANSWER, STUDENT LUCAS!!”Lucas looked at Marcus, his eyes showing his. The thought of what was about to happen was causing my juices to pool in my thong, threatening to drip down my leg. I was hot for him and he knew it. He kneeled don and once again started to explore up my legs stroking and teasing, starting at my ankles, up my calves, ever closer to where I really wanted him. Up my thighs and then, finally he was stroking my pusssy lips. My legs went week at this invasion and I almost collapsed. Picking me up he laid me down and continued to play. One finger.