Was kind of busy with college fest work.This talk went in for some time until then the topic of accounts came in between and we had our internals comi...ng up in a few days.Gracey: I think I’ll fail in accounts this time. I don’t know anything which has been thought.Me: oh, well, I can help you if you want.Gracey: oh, really, that’s sweet of you.Me: anytime, anything for you babe.And I winked at her but instead of getting usual bad look; she gave me a naught flirtatious smile. She taught for a. .. and with pleasure. Sometimes, even with a very liberal definition of expenses, I could collect some reasonably exorbitant but 'honest' consulting fees.It was still a living, but I wasn't going to be getting rich anymore or at least anytime at all soon!Worse, handling or even possessing most of my prior ill-gotten gains or other sources of treasure didn't give me any delight and pleasure at all. I had been something of a greedy bastard, but those days were apparently quite gone as well. I. The coach asked if I needed help and I replied that it should be easy enough and I probably wouldn't. I entered the locker room. The air was humid and dense with the sweaty scent of college girls. It was slightly musky but very feminine. My cock began to swell in my pants. I inhaled deeply, especially where some sweaty clothes and jerseys still sat on benches. I began to work on the leak, but realized I was alone after about 30 minutes. I walked to the door and looked out. Nobody was there. I. " If I didn't fuck you on a regular basis," Tiffany snatched Ray-ray's ear, "I'd turn you over to Leslie in a practice ring."Ray-ray fired back a retort. "Yes, but we both have Bill's 'brand' on our asses."Tiffany ran her hand over his hip. "Ray-ray, I climb into bed and make love with confident men who are good role models for my kids." She looked up, stroking both his and Bill's cheeks then stroked towards each chin. "Not some whiney fearful slave, like Kunta Kinte." Ray-ray bent down to kiss.