It caught me off guard, but I was so horny. He told me he was a very rough top and the kissing stopped there, he then grabbed my by the hair and pulle... me down to my knees on the floor. He unzipped his pants to reveal his fat cock, my eyes widened. It was only a few inches from my face, the closest I had ever been to another mans dick, and I could feel the heat coming off of it.I opened my mouth and he slowly pushed it in. The feeling was amazing, this delicious cock sitting on my tongue. I. I bend my head down and I toss my arm around her pressing her firmly against my sweat cover chest then before she had chance protest I locked my lips on hers. my tongue invaded her mouth which I caught her by surprise which throws her off momentarily before she throw her arms over my shoulders and our tongue dance wildly in each other mouths for what seem like eternity my sweat from my chest had soaked the shirt that she was wearing. After about five minutes we finally broke our kiss, as I. She sat on the other side of a counter behind a desk, and there were many strange apparatuses and devices on the desks and tables. The walls were wood paneled and very flat.I curtsied. "Hello, miss. I'm Tyballa. Pleased to meet you."She blinked three times."Uh – yeah. The dean wants to see you, I guess."Ms. Christensen took my arm."Come Tyballa. I'll show you the way."The dean's hall was down a passage and around a corner, and it seemed small for someone of her evident rank. A stout desk sat in. The result shook the scientific community, and is still toppling ivory towers somewhere. He was right—crazy, dead, depressed but right. And if you put his personality aside, and took the numbers for what they were then it was undeniable. However, only a handful of people are capable of doing that, so five years after his death, I published my first paper: Chaos Theory 101, how convergence is done. It won awards and resulted in the grant that’s let me work on finding more and more convergences.