Why don’t you stop by my office after school and we can sit down and discuss it. I’d be more then happy to do that with you. Does that sound worka...ble to you dear?” “Uhhh yeah sure it does Mrs. Cooper,” he said. She smiled right at him. “Mmmmmm, I like this. Being able to work with any student like this.” She stared right at him as she kept on smiling. It made him feel weird. “It’s kind of well I don’t know. It’s kind of neat. Don’t you think so too?” “I hoped you’d feel this way,” he replied as. It was a vague image of his wife. Looking very sexual. And the clip was labeled XXX. They had never made any sex clips together. David's heart leapt in his throat at the thought of this being a clip of his wife having sex with another man. His heart sunk and he felt sick to his stomach; if that's what it was, why would she keep this clip? She had just married him...David was supposed to be the only man in her life now, in her thoughts, in her dreams. He swallowed hard and without further. The only hints of sexuality were the shoes. With ankle straps and heels that added four inches to her petite 5'2" frame, they qualified as "Fuck Me Pumps." I took a deep breath and started to shoot.Angela was obviously very experienced at this, as she required very little direction. After the first few shots she unbuttoned the jacket and pulled it back, her hands on her hips. The blouse was a sheer crepe material and my eyes were drawn immediately to her dark brown nipples. She brought her. "I don't know!" she yelled. "Stop him!" Anya, Greg is going to be okay. Now, sit down."Anya's eyes narrowed. "But..." Sit down!"Warily, Anya sat down across the desk from her grandmother. The two sat in silence for a few seconds, and Anya suddenly realized that something was wrong. Grandmother seemed so...serious."There's something I need to tell you," the old woman finally said, her voice soft and her words carefully spoken. "The old man is _not_ going to do anything to Greg. He.