You were a discussion topic at last night’s freshman advisory meeting. You’re going to make some of what we want to do more difficult by taking a ...art time job, but it fits you. Mrs. Harrison, the bookstore manager called us last night and again this morning to let us know that you would be going to work there.”I was stunned my problems had been discussed on such a wide basis.Dr. Morgan began, “Here’s what I’m going to do with and for you. This class is supposed to be a way to teach students to. His cock throbbed and convulsed as it bumped and rubbed the carpet below his outstretched knees. Still he licked and sucked at her expensive shoes tingling in euphoric humiliation.tap tap came a light knock at the door, and Brad paused."I didn't say stop" Sir admonished him irritably. "YES?"The door cracked open, and in popped mistress Gina's head. "They're ready Sir" she reported softly, taking Brad in with a hungry gleam in her eye. He couldn't help but picture himself in her eyes, on his. No, we didn’t whip it up with a spell, or create gold, but we did sell a few things from our local craftsmen, furniture and such, and they bring premium prices, even if the people can never quite remember who they bought them from. What our little town DOES do, is manage that money very, very well. If a spell might give us a little hint of a company’s profits being higher than anticipated, we buy a little stock. If we get wind that a new product is going to fly off the shelves, we buy a little. ”Toni answered “Okay doesn’t work in a stage play, ‘convincing’ does. Are we going to have to rehearse more tonight?”“Forget it right now, I didn’t bring you here to talk about fucking your brains out. Let’s have dinner.”She shot me a grim grin “If you fucked my brains out maybe Mike would be happy.”After two more glasses of wine and a good dinner I took Toni back to her apartment. On the way I bought another bottle of Cabernet. She was feeling the dinner wine but I wanted a little more edge.